Rain and sweat
February 13th 2010 I did not have to go far in search of a place for breakfast next morning. As I turned a corner from the street of my hotel, I came across a shabby but spacious South Indian restaurant. I selected a table making sure I am right under a ceiling fan. Although it was not 9 in the morning yet, the heat was already intense. Even the white plastic chairs seemed hot to sit on. I ordered a roti telur (e
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