When I was rambling along the lanes in the old town, I met a boy. Many naan were in his hands. He seemed to be on the way of going on an errand. The stone stove might be necessary to bake naan. So naan was not made at home. It was usually bought at a shop. Although he stopped when I focused on him, he looked at me with a stone-like expression.
In the background, a windcatcher called 'Badgir' was seen.
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August 8, 2005
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