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“Are you sure there is one at the end of this street?” He raised his voice, just to make himself audible.

“Yes, Carlos. I saw a two-wheeler repair shop there.” Valerie assured.

Carlos changed from his formals to a t-shirt and tracks.

“Hell with this Scooter.” He gritted his teeth. His scooter, which he had owned for the past one year, which even survived an accident a few days ago, was now starting to trouble him more. Yet another time, it failed to start even after filled-up up the Petrol tank, several kicks, and a couple of tilts.

“Calm down.” She advised.

“Don’t you see? I was almost ready. I had to change to my casuals again to get this stupid vehicle repaired.

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