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I’m standing by my car, tossing my bag into the passenger seat. The sun has set, and the streetlights of Bukhari Commercial are glowing. I’m feeling that post-work mix of accomplishment and "I just want to be home." Mushk: "Phew! 7:00 PM on the dot. What a day. My brain is officially fried from meetings, but we got so much done. Now for the fun part... the drive back to Gulshan. 🙃 It’s 7:22 PM, so Shahrah-e-Faisal is probably going to be a parking lot. I’m definitely going to need a good playlist for this.