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chutney

the gentle clinking of differently colored bangles combined with the savory scents of spices I cant pronounce and chanting I can’t quite understand feels more like home than a television and a frozen dinner

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hannah-johnson

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Published: Apr 25, 2011
LinesWords: 1934

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