The poetic sorts talk of the luminescence of the ganges at dawn. I add nothing, but say only .... they weren't having you on.
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And I'm guessing that's where these mannequins in old Delhi came from. Speaking of Nikita dolls, later in the afternoon I passed a ... -
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Not to suggest this has national applicability, but in villages I visited recently it was hard to miss the amount of hard menial work being... -
The papers have chosen their narrative: Hawks valiant; Cats caught napping; goliath taught a lesson. Fair enough. But while the scribes lu...
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