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some one has set up a shrine, incense is burning flowers are spread in offering. as I get closer I see the object of worship is a large black stone, an erect penis with a red tip. A man half in jest gets on his knees and bows in prayer, hands together. On the divider in front of the phallus the traffic rushes by with hardly taking any notice. (also bonfires - p 31)

Holi March 23. 70 Monday The streets are alive with rushing figures smeared in rainbow-brushed colors, small children with green-silver-yellow-read dyed faces deadly with spray guns and balloons filled with colored water. In mass, attack every passer by. Hands covered with oily silver or black ink leaping on people's backs smearing their heads with good. older boys, men roam the roadways, while the young kids stay close to their homes. the people are possessed with Holi they shout vile

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obscenities at each other, raise their lungis and thrust their naked genitals at you, open their pajamas, push aside their tight Indian underwear and grab their penises waving them in the air. Men raise their clothes jump up and down exposing themselves in wild delight others carry huge model erect penises painted black with red heads - one of which squirts water in a small steady stream from its tip. Men rush up to you with "obscene" pictures of couples fucking. Men grope each other, attempt to stick spray gun handles up people's asses, or grab someone from behind and start humping him with mock imitation of violent sexual activity - everyone drenched with layers of color dyes - dirt - cowshit silver oil. Madness reigns, confusion, youths travel in groups, drugged, stoned holding on to each other stumbling water from broken balloons and spray guns constantly breaking the air, buckets of blue water flung over