Several recent memories of Calcutta. Besieged by pilgrims Kali temple, where the victim to the Black Mother of folding are the goats. Long, curved knife cuts off the head priest. Sleeping peacefully next to the dog.
narrow streets and the market hall, which run around the porters unloading trucks.
sunny afternoon in New Delhi and the last walk Rajpath, ever closer to dusk. Face to the sun. Westward;).
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