I go into Jyati Indian restaurant in Adams Morgan to pick up my carryout dinner. It's a hot,muggy Washington evening. One of the regular waiters says to me: This heat is awful, just awful.
Where are you from, I ask? Bangladesh, he says.
Then aren't you used to this?
Why do you think I left Bangladesh?
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