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The bus to the university was a rattle-and-roar old blue number, its side painted with a peeling movie poster. Arjun found a seat next to a window smeared with fingerprints and watched the city roll by: fruit stalls with heaps of guavas and mangoes, chai shops where men hunched over newspapers, a row of autos queuing like obedient ants. Traffic was a slow, patient beast in Chennai; it swallowed time and spat it out in small, manageable pieces. chennai 60028 2 tamilyogi