Two hours by trans-Kerala public bus from Kochi. A day in a Kothamangalum - a real south Indian city, big, a town where english was learned but never spoken. Sunset, the three of us eating fresh chapatti and curried chickpeas with our hands for a buck total. Darkness. Paul, Stephan and I line up in the methadone-clinic styled liquor store. The day
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This is information I should not have been given. Someone find me some elephants.
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