The North Indian desert is harsh; mercilessly beating you down before slowly dragging you back as you inadvertently take on some of its own special brand of resilience. Once your appetite sheepishly begins to return, so does your boundless love for this strange, exotic place. So confused - the both of you - as you plunder through a land caught in a time warp, clumsily grappling with modern progression.
Title lyrics from Animal Collective - My Girls
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