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Kolkata, India

Coming out of the hotel this morning I was almost run over by a kid on a bike. That’s a nice bike, I thought. He should learn how to use the breaks though. Then I noticed it was my bike. I sold it to a guy who works in the hotel yesterday. I don’t know who the kid riding it was, I think just one of the kids who lives in the same courtyard that the hotel is in. They’re not really houses, more rooms made out of brick and concrete. The men in the families all seem to sleep outside.

I sold it for 2500 Rupees. That’s about £30.