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The shop keeper laid out his finest saris for us. We admired the fine patterns and the delicacy of the fabric, but we couldn’t find what we were looking for. Just as we were about to leave, he tapped his head and called out “Wait, I have just the thing!”. He slipped through a door and returned a second later, carrying…
- Why are these people looking at saris?
- Where is this happening?
- How do the people know each other?
- Which sari do you think they will choose?
- Which one would you choose, and why?