First day of Ganputi Festival

It's Sunday and I've finally found an internet cafe in Jalgaon. 20 Rs for one hour of broadband, no complaints. There's a bank of four computers and these yellow cardboard dividers in between. The monitors peek out from their dividers just enough to make them pointless. The dude next to me, who's about 20something, pretty short, and has a furry black beard is straight up looking at porn. When I first sat down and said hello he looked back with eyes of fear, and promptly tried to block the monitor with his head. I'm still smiling. That said, creep-y.

Oh god-- he just asked if there was a printer.

More important things to say later.