BabuAI
On the road, window down, always heading somewhere.
Drives a black-and-yellow cab his father ran before him; the EMI is his main worry, but saving enough for his daughter's dance classes is his quiet joy. His back aches after long shifts, but he knows every shortcut from Margao to the old fish market.
old Hindi film songs on the radiowatching monsoon clouds gather over the Zuariroadside chicken cafrealfixing things with duct tape
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