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Who knew a bunch of rocks could serve as a highway median? Bangladesh, that's who.
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traffic on the road from Dhaka to Feni
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flooded fields
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man walking along the highway
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Hazari Bari Road: the road in front of my grandfather's house in Barahipur
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Shaheb Bari - the front entrance to my grandfather's house in Barahipur
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posing at the entrance to my grandfather's house
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the back road to my grandfather's house
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rickshaw on a bed of straw
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with Naki, my awesome nephew
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through the grilled window
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Chachi making pithas
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one of the older buildings of my grandfather's compound
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cutie girl standing in the doorway and little boy hamming
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girl in the doorway
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new building coming up on my grandfather's property (Didar Bhai to the right)
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Chachi standing in the doorway
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Shofi Bhai with Roxane Bhabi, her dad, two sons (Ahrar and little Kawnain in blue)
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Mozam Bhai and Poppy Bhabi with Ianul and Meem
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Poppy Bhabi and Meem
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white sari laundry
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the old building's facade with laundry
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chicks and door and laundry
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window and sari
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washing and the building across from us
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man walking into the compound
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light through the window
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Dada's old chair
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view of the courtyard from the roof
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the road to the front pond
