Not thongs, ye hopefuls, but thongas. Those paper packets you get from every possible store. The local sweetshop wraps hot jilipis in it, the footpath jewellery shack shoves five pairs of earrings in it, the street corner telebhaja sellers use them to put oil-oozing alu’r chop and beguni and phuluri in, with a layer of puffy white muri beneath and two green chillies delicately poised on top. One of those things.
Remember? Such a sweet post, go read it!
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