Breathe

Enveloped in a colourful mass of Indians (is there any other kind?), my view is relegated to this cacophony of figures of all sizes mashed together. Adorned in bejeweled saris, the wet fabric clings to smooth, brown skin. Drips fly in every direction as the crowd converges in and out, pulsating like a vibrant flower.

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