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Wednesday, February 18, 2004

I don't know what language I think in, but I now know that I have preference for Mallu when it comes to bad words.

I was at the Petrol Bunk getting the air pressure checked, when this autowalla tried to squeeze in between me and and some car on the left. The back tyre climbed on top of my little toe and back. Ouch! "*********" I muttered, and that was a Mallu word.

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