The young men who had come to pray at the dargah, or to eat lamb kebabs in one of the Muslim restaurants, or simply to watch the sea, began making a semi-circle around Ratna, watching, as he put down on the stool, a mauve photo album, and the seven bottles of white pills. With grave ceremony, he then rearranged the bottles, as if their position had to be exactly right for his work to begin. In truth, he was waiting for more onlookers.
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