From the partly open door, one initially sees an oddly-shaped hat beneath which appear large, murky eyes in a sea of black. Then from the smoke, as if not wanting to, appears the full body, waving the skirt of her soot-ridden dress. Her hands are clenched into fists in the pockets of her sleeveless jacket. She approaches reluctantly, taking small steps, ignoring the combination of mud and cow dung.

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