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Empty roads, take us home

The streets of Bandra are empty this Sunday evening. A vehicle passes us by on Hill Road every thirty seconds at most. It is possible to walk in the middle of the road right now. I look at you. You’re equally puzzled.“The roads are so empty.”“Its a Sunday evening.”“This makes no sense.” I continue toContinue reading “Empty roads, take us home”