In our villages, long before the arrival of smartphones and online statuses, there was a unique place where one came to work and to be noticed: the river. Yes, that same river where one washed the clothes, covered the plates and made the pots shine until they made them jealous of the sun. But don't be fooled, the river was not just a simple open-air washing station. It was also a real social crossroads, a place of encounters where the eyes said …
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In our villages, long before the arrival of smartphones and online statuses, there was a unique place where one came to work and to be noticed: the river. Yes, that same river where one washed the clothes, covered the plates and made the pots shine until they made them jealous of the sun. But don't be fooled, the river was not just a simple open-air washing station. It was also a real social crossroads, a place of encounters where the eyes said …