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In spite of my efforts to “blend,” I continue to be the object of endless, unabashed ogling. Men, women and children burn holes in me with their eyes. I’m not sure which is worse: getting used to it, or not getting used to it…
Tags: India, Jodhpur, ogle, ogling, Pam's Essays, Rajasthan
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