Remains of the curry#FridayReflections | Mumbai On A High
Sandokan stirred from his mid morning nap. Princess purred beside him. Stretching out lazily, they began their usual routine of getting ready like the others on Makete Street. As doors banged shut while people left for work, they could hear pressure cookers whistling down the road. Slowly, engines revved up down the street as people ...
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