The platform was piled high with boxes, baskets and fresh produce. We could barely see Gandhi’s head peeking out over all of the stuff.

Paul hauled out his camera to take a shot.

“NO!” cried the villagers as they hurriedly whisked everything away.

After everything was spic and span, they proudly stood next to Gandhi’s statue. Now it was o.k.

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