The last time I renewed my permesso, I stood in line outside the questura from 4am, and the rain came—just like the generator flicker at home, it felt like a nod from the hills, but here the hills are concrete. My cousin in Guwahati says thehouba, just pay the middleman, but I’d rather fix a leaking roof with my own hands than trust someone else’s patch job.
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