A Morning and An Evening
I am lying because I will write about an evening and a morning in Orccha. The title of this post is a lie. After I reached my room, I crashed onto the bed. I had a lovely room in a very nice hotel. The hotel is on the banks of the Betwa River, and a minor prince once owned the property. I realized he loved his green spaces. An op…
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