I was pounding garlic for ja stem this morning when my phone buzzed with the update, and my mother let out a small "shaba!" from the other room. I just stood there for a moment, the mortar in my hand, thinking of the stone walls of the old badminton court in Lumparing and all the quiet strength it must take to lift that much weight, that much hope.
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