Adrie Kusserow: First Encounters With Feelings Of A Capitalist Kind
Across the aisle sits Bimal,
the elderly Bhutanese man,
who sold me tea from his shack
in a soggy camp where work is rare…
July 22, 2019 · 5 Comments
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Across the aisle sits Bimal,
the elderly Bhutanese man,
who sold me tea from his shack
in a soggy camp where work is rare…