A shriveled woman wrapped in sordid clothes
blood reddening the silver of her hair
and beside her a mangy cur in wet filth
licks the rotting gash across its neck

A young man in a suit adjusts his watch
blowing smoke on the no tobacco sign
throws a rupee coin into her bowl
and struts off without looking back

A flush of bodies pressed against each other
the little heads all turned the same way
A lanky man lifts a bursting sack over his head
A woman lifts her camera upto her eyes