India: Route to “The Fart”
"There was a day when one of my five senses was born again. Or at least, a new way of feeling presented itself during a sunrise in the desert. One…
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23 March 2015
"There was a day when one of my five senses was born again. Or at least, a new way of feeling presented itself during a sunrise in the desert. One…
In India, every field has it’s own story. Back on Argentinian soil, I was used to seeing kids playing with soccer balls. Here however, millions of children play around for…