The power cuts have been terrible this week, so when the fridge’s humming stops again, I start wiping that old Sharmila Tagore poster to pass the time. These days, it feels like everyone’s face on screen is either sweating under the lights or looking for a shadow to hide in. My old customer Bablu-da just sips his tea quietly, no fiery football arguments—his son was hoping for a clerk’s job.
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