—I myself whisk the dirty mat off the floor and out of the window, dislodging a horde of cockroaches, messmates, who dine off my bread, my treacle, and the polish on my shoes.
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Glimpses of Bengal Selected from the Letters of Sir Rabindranath Tagore by Rabindranath Tagore.
