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I fear impotent rage the most. It renders, for a brief moment, my life meaningless. The phirang fixation of Indians leaves me impotent with rage.
Goa is now cracking down on shacks that racially profile Indians. The very fact that they have to do that means shack owners are welcoming the druggie Russian and asking the ogling Indian to fuck off.
I have experienced this profiling. In the late 80s-early 90s anywhere in Koregaon Park, but especially at Prem’s you were treated like shit if you were not a KP groupie or white. Just thinking about it fills me with impotent rage.