I came back from the cafe the other day and Shira invited me to sit. We were at the top of the hill, at the first business you come to when leaving our guest house. I still wasn’t sure what this little cafe sold; drinks and chocolate bars, I don’t think there’s a menu, but… Continue reading Oy Gevalt! Still, With These Israeli Girls…
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Daniel Adler Refuses to Regret
I saw the sweet-smelling Israeli girl again. I saw her a few days ago, when she and her friends were walking into Bhagsu to see the temple. And today I thought it was her, and I noticed the pink soles of her shoes, confirming that it was her. She said she’s moving here. She came… Continue reading Daniel Adler Refuses to Regret
Smells Like the India-Pakistan Border
The Israeli girl who went to the border crossing with us the other day, who sat in the front seat while we sat crammed four to the middle row and six Indians in the back, she was also on my bus to Dharmshala. She has young eyes, symmetrical dark features, a prominent nose that looks… Continue reading Smells Like the India-Pakistan Border
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