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... tled amidst the rugged hills and vast deserts, the city stood as a living testament to Indra's rich history and indomitable spirit. Its iconic buildings, adorned in hues of rosy pink, gleamed warmly under the sun, exuding an otherworldly charm.

The Pink City was a harmonious blend of old-world grandeur and modern vibrancy, the city was alive with culture and history alike. Palatial structures, like the intricate latticework of the Wind Palace and the grand courtyards of the City Citadel, ...

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