close-up of multicolored umbrella
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It was a very gloomy rainy afternoon, and even a person who passionately defends rain like me, had been beaten to submission, courtesy of a ruined walk in pouring sleets through overflowing gutters in brand new clothes. But before I resigned to another shut-in hibernation in my lonely one room apartment, a neighbor’s umbrella which lay on the staircase caught my eye— And there was color again in the grey skies.

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