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With great tenderness, the mother wiped the little

boy's wet face. After wiping her child's face, the mother
adjusted the small hat on the little one's head. With slow

steps, the mother and child left the park. They walked
away with the little one busy telling stories and the

mother patiently listening to his chatter. leaving the sand

castle that witnessed the sweet interaction between
mother and child.

…

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city,
the noise of vehicle engines, and conversations, there is a

company that is starting to grow rapidly. a company that
can breathe again after a long time among other

ffierceness The clock shows 9 o'clock. It's still morning,
but the condition of the office is like a shipwreck. a tense

atmosphere creeps into that bright morning. The sound of

shoes hitting the floor, long sighs in front of the screen,
and a piece of paper that almost falls before being

intercepted by a hasty hand. In the corner of the room,
warm coffee has not been sipped, scattered notes, and a

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