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Dinner is a delicious march through colonial culinary outposts like mulligatawny soup and roast beef and caramel custard. As I eat, I find myself starting to enjoy the evening…. It’s amazing how quickly old school friends slip back into remembered relationships. For an hour I’m not the poorest person here by far…
Then I meet Asim and reality slaps my beaming face.
from Moth Smoke by Mohsin Hamid (2000). Recommended.