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A smiling man with long, dark, wavy hair and a red bindi sits barefoot on a concrete step in front of a roadside shop stocked with packaged snacks, bottled drinks and jars. He wears a loose orange saffron wrap over his shoulders and body, and holds a carved wooden walking staff with a pale tip across his lap. He gazes upward with a joyful expression. Cardboard boxes are stacked to his left, and a dirt ground with scattered stones lies in the foreground.