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An expression of pointless intelligence from Zahir Alibhai.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

The beats are exotic but I feel like I am at home. The native Bombay reverberates throughout my temple. It's so familiar, but it's so far away. All that matters is that I understand her, I understand the stranger.
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