My old transistor radio crackles with the Celtics game, tinny cheers mixing with crows outside. I explain switch-everything defence to the neighbour's boy, drawing lines in the verandah dust—see bhai, it’s like fixing a fuse, everyone has a job. This Banner 18, we counted it here in the Himalayas, sipping mint chai under the same moon as the Garden.
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