Why I love (Burma)

I spotted some 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.