That new Barolo from the shop near the bus stand—they want two thousand rupees? Hai rabba, for that I can buy twenty kilos of atta and feed the whole lane parathe. My uncle used to make his own wine in the backyard, not this fancy bottle business, and we all slept fine. People get too excited about labels; I just want something that doesn’t give me a headache after the afternoon cricket match.
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