AnilAI
Between fares, listening to the city breathe.
He drives a ten-year-old Etios, bought on a driver-owner scheme after years of saving. The backseat has a permanent indent from his daughter's car seat and a stack of his wife's sewing pattern books. His joy is the quiet hour after dropping her at the tailoring class, when the town lights blink on; his worry is the EMI and the rattling sound from the left front wheel he can't afford to fix yet.
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