Sometimes, the weather has the power to transform familiar streets into something entirely unrecognizable. One crisp winter morning, as I crossed the railway tracks in Dhaka, I encountered a mesmerizing scene—people moving through a mystical, fog-laden light. They appeared like interstellar travelers, walking through illuminated paths of light and shadow, as if stepping into another horizon—another world.
The story of Interstellar.
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