The Mysteries of the Female Body
I was on a bus in the Orissa backlands, so far away from the one small town mentioned in my map that I had no exact notion of my geographical position. On my lap was Afrika, the small intrepid dog who followed me around the world protecting our bags. Her paws were on the windowsill, and she was looking at the scenery with some interest, her head darting to and fro to follow this or that detail.
As far as I knew, the road went through and in between the various parts of a large Wildlife Sanctuary,
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