Growing up, I was at times reminded that the “real world” happens when I step out of the four corners of the classroom, be it on the streets, in workplaces, or beyond. But what if for some people that is not the case? What if the classroom is merely a brief intermission from the reality they already inhabit? A few days ago, I went to a night market to buy some things. While everyone was busy preparing their stalls, I sat down near the side pedes…
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