1. not all that glitters is gold
At dusk, the city smog does not vanish, but changes. As the indigo-gray sky of a monsoon afternoon is replaced by the inky blue of twilight, the hot, polluted city becomes a cool, hazy network of endless light and motion.
The auto is hardly a smooth ride but it is grounding. This time, I’ve squeezed in first to
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