Clean Water
New Delhi
July 2004
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I was staying at the hotel, across the street. My room was on the 14th floor and I had just had a warm shower and a western toilet that flushed. But these people had nothing but this public spout of water.
When I brush my teeth, I think of this photo. When I see water sprinkles on for hours at a time, I think of this photo. When I take a drink of water from the tap, I think of this photo. When I pass a car wash business, I think of this photo. I am so grateful to have access to clean water every damn day of my life.
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