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The bread that I have now doesn’t smell so good. It smells like the yeast my friend uses to ferment his homemade booze back in Saudi, which might be okay for booze but not for…

I wanted India to be suffering. I wanted people dying on the streets, without food, gross tumors distorting their bodies or disease spreading while a $2-cure waits just out of feasibility. I wanted to see…

I think I just fell in love with two-wheel motor bikes. I’d ridden them before in Saudi, but this was different. This was the first time I got to ride one all day. To be…