I hate my prophetic tongue »
By Grace on Apr 8, 2008 in Chaos, Only in Dubai | 6 Comments
Our car is parked in our apartment building basement. In the basement ceiling, there are big plastic pipes with gushing water sound in them.
Pristine would always ask, almost every morning, “what’s that sound, mom?” or “What’s inside those, mom?”
“Oh, It’s from the toilets. Your morning xxx is being flushed and going through those pipes right [...]
