Refugee
Heroin
"Sir, could you spare a couple of rupees," I heard the elegantly spoken statement and turned around. Here was another addict in Kharadar, part of the old city of Karachi. The ancient buildings in Kharadar, however decrepit, still give a sense of the British days. I asked him if I could shoot his photo. "Go on," he said with a hint of cockney. I took two photos and gave him ten rupees. He walked away in a hurry.
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