Today, as I was walking on the street that leads to the estate where my cozy little 'Swiss-Indian' mountain cabin resides, I was taken aback by the sight of an old wrinkled behind in front of me, belonging to an equally old woman.
She had her blouse lifted up all the way, and she wasn't wearing any underwear.
Apparently, she didn't notice me walking behind her, or maybe she did but she didn't care.
When I found out what she was doing, I was surprised and appalled - while walking along the road she was wiping her buttocks with a meaty green leaf.
Overcoming my initial repulsion, I decided I was actually quite pleased with her actions - who am I, with my Western 'Social Etiquettes' and 'Codes of Conduct' to forbid people from wiping their behinds with big green meaty leaves in public while walking?
I paused as she discarded the tainted leaf to watch it blow in the wind.
I noticed a small snail with an intricate swirling pattern on it's shell slowly crawling next to my foot.
I took a few pictures of it before going on.
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