Up to then, I had heard these things called "rickshaw," which they are, but to hail one, the word is "Auto!" And Hema's mom called it "auto" the whole time.
The voices are me, Hema, and her mom, Uma. I will add some photos illustrating what we were talking about, but I've just woken up (at nearly noon Wednesday) after a late night arrival in Pune. I'm hungry, and I need to go and see what my social obligations for the day are. One obligatory thing is doing laundry, after five days away.
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