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Below the Flower Market

Below the Flower Market

Nearby the water it's another world, no less beautiful but much more disturbing. The place has its own colors, its own magic. I look one way and there is a family bathing, the other, a group of children playing in the mud with crows trying to eat whatever they can find. I can smell behind me the incense and hear the prayers of a Sadu. I sit and observe.

INDIA | Friday, 5 July 2013 | Views [197] | View Larger Image

Nearby the water it's another world, no less beautiful but much more disturbing. The place has its own colors, its own magic. I look one way and there is a family bathing, the other, a group of children playing in the mud with crows trying to eat whatever they can find. I can smell behind me the incense and hear the prayers of a Sadu. I sit and observe.


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