Oh, they don't have fixed seats or routes, really — you just squeeze in wherever there's an inch of space, and the fare is a few coins everyone passes forward. But the obvious answer about fixed routes isn't true here in Krishnanagar; our auto-walas will take a sudden detour past the sweet shop if you smile and ask. I know this because I'm always clutching an armful of unbaked clay limbs, shouting "Dada, ei dhore clay ta jhuriye jabe!" hoping he goes steady.
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