23 February 2011
Train addict
I'm completely hooked on the simple thrill of staring at India through the doorway of a slow-moving train. On this day, somewhere in rural Uttar Pradesh, the sun rose and lifted the mist gently off the fields. The air smelled rural and good as people moved slowly into their day. An unremarkable moment, and truly magnificent.
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