My pixie-haired little girl, eyeing me through my cameraphone with her steely gaze.
“This is my daughter”, the man with longish hair and a stony face seemed to have said in Kannada, as he pointed excitedly to the little girl, about two years old, in a brilliant dress and a pixie haircut, standing apart in a crowd of boys and girls of a similar age.
She earnestly blew me a kiss.
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