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Indian Kindness: the Man Who Offered Me Coffee
“It will cost you 2200 rupees, ma’am,” a shopkeeper says.
“2200 rupees for an adapter?” I ask once more, and I am not sure whether those are the rupees that worry me or the fact that this comes in the worst time possible: my life in India is unsettled as never before, I am jobless, I have debts to pay, and I have not yet found my own place to stay. Not to mention the internet.
