My sisters took these pictures of the beautiful rickshaws. They are beautiful, aren’t they? Usually I don’t notice . . I am busy trying to get from point A to point B, busy trying to bargain and then lift all the kids, bags and umbrellas on. Elias notices the rickshaw designs, though. He usually runs behind the rickshaw and tells us what is on the back. “It’s a man with a gun, Momma.” I like the beautiful mosque paintings better. . .

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