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Why I love (Burma)

I spotted two ladies grooming their friend’s hair and looking for head lice. Reminds me of a similar scene from my childhood growing up in India. Women would sit outside the house, and the mother, sister, or a neighbor would be busy combing the hair and looking for the evil lice. When they found one, they crushed it between the nails of their thumbs. I enjoyed the tick” sound when that happened.

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