In a storefront on Devon between an upscale “Indian kitchen” and a store selling saris and tunics, an old woman sits alone.
She chatters on the phone in breakneck Hindi (or Gujarati or Bengali or Tamil for all you know), pausing once in a while to walk to the street outside and scream “Bread! Bread!” Then she turns back to her store, walking past the posters for Bollywood’s “Housefull 2″ and “Vicky Donor” and the large printed sign saying “Sale! Sale! Sale! Everything must go.” » Read the rest of this entry «
