The doorbell was ringing continuously. I opened the door with anger. But looking at a teenage boy, I was calm. He said very politely, “Sir, your neighbor, Aunty, has sent me to collect clothes from you. I am a laundryman.” I replied “Ok, what’s your name? Where is your shop?” I just asked out of curiosity. He answered, "Just in front of grocery shop near your home. And my name is Avinash. People call me Avi.” I remembered the laundry board on his shop ‘Avi’s laundry’ while going for the office. I said, “Ok. But how much you charge?” He replied, “Give whatever you want! From others, I charge, 5bucks each.” I gave him some clothes and said, "Listen, I will take back clothes while coming back from the office.” He left. It was the morning shift these days. During the morning shift, I used to come back by 3 pm. I got ready fast and left for the office. After office, during coming back, suddenly, I heard “Sir, your clothe...
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