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Pink Guavas

I have some great memories of my school days in Pune, filled with the simple little pleasures of life.
One of them was splitting a white guava(we call it peru where i live) slathered in salt and red chilli powder amongst four friends, that we bought from a makeshift seller who'd sit outside our school during closing time.

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