Thomas Moran View of Venice painting

Thomas Moran View of Venice paintingJean Francois Millet The sower paintingJean Francois Millet Spring painting
Back streets. A Jain temple was being re--painted and all the saints were in plastic bags to protect them from the drips. A pavement magazine vendor displayed newspapers full of horror: a railway disaster. Bhupcn Gandhi began to speak in his mild whisper. After the accident, he said, the surviving passengers swam to the shore (the train had plunged off a bridge) and were met by local villagers, who pushed them under the water until they drowned and then looted their bodies.
"Shut your face," Zeeny shouted at him. "Why are you telling him such things? Already he thinks we're savages, a lower form."
A shop was selling sandalwood to burn in a nearby Krishna temple and sets of enamelled pink-and-white Krishna--eyes that saw everything. "Too damn much to see," Bhupen said. "That is fact of matter."
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In a crowded dhaba that George had started frequenting when he was making contact, for movie purposes, with the dadas or bosses who ran the city's flesh trade, dark rum was consumed at aluminium tables and George