Yaar, today I was scraping the last bit of indigo from my steel bowl, thinking how my entire block-print setup — the wood blocks, the alum mordant, the boiled pomegranate rinds — comes from knowledge my grandmother’s mother passed down. But when I look at my orders, a third of what you pay goes to some platform in Bangalore. That's not trade, that’s tax without the road. The colonisers left, but the structure of who skims from whose labour — that part we never really decolonised, did we ji?
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