Who dis Paul Bowles?

I dunno, but he American.

You know how?

Because he is on shelf. In America only library. In Delhi.

Ah, where they have goodcheap lunch. Chicken Ceasar  eighty only. Dayspeshul forrrty.

And toilets! Please to not forget. Pristine also- white and good smelling.

Such drama to enter but-madam, no photography, madam take sip of water in bottle.

Yesyes I know terrorism, and pull of Goddess Mata Umrika.

But neither am I make terror, nor be wanting to take the American dream.

Hee hee! I come only to make turd in the Pristine WCs sometimes.

(Boss-it’s free. And quiet. And well located for the mobile researcher person)

But what big big things I’m saying. I’ll come again and again until my membership lasts.

Where to get Chicken Ceasar eighty (even if I must eat it standing up, like cattle folk)

And the staff is polite.

But yes Paul Bowles. Stud job writing life story- I like.

Quite a stud himself- I like.

Reading in CSDS waiting for screening

Watching screening

-Rahul Roy, The Factory-

I think Mann I’m sick of bearded old men making wisdom.