I write to you from a wide, warm room in Lahore, Pakistan. Muffled sounds of a distant party are thrumming through the open door beside me, and my feet are clammy under the blanket, though it will be too cold if I take them out. I am in the city for a friend’s wedding, one of my favourite excuses to visit somewhere new. Though it is my first time in thi…
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