Half Girlfriend

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I reached the southeast corner of the park. I found a row of shops,
including a store called ‘T-Mobile’.



  • The T-Mobile salesperson offered me a SIM card with a 3G data
    plan, ‘If you take a two-year contract, l can also give you a free
    iPhone.’
    ‘I’m not here that long,’ I said.
    I agreed to rent a touchscreen phone along with a voice and data
    plan.
    ‘It’ll take twenty minutes to activate,’ the salesperson said. I left the
    shop and walked back north towards Central Park. I had not eaten
    anything for hours. I scanned the various cafes and delis, each
    displaying their lunch specials. Most dishes cost close to ten dollars
    each. A van parked outside Central Park sold bagels, a doughnut
    shaped bread stuffed with cream cheese or other fillings. It cost only
    three dollars, including a cold drink.
    I got a bagel with cream cheese, tomatoes and onions. A giant-sized
    Coke came along with it.
    I sat on an empty bench outside Central Park and watched tourists
    walk past. New York City looked beautiful and clean.The first day you
    spend out of India in a developed country takes a while to sink in. The
    swanky buildings, the smooth roads, the gleaming shops and the lack
    of noise (nobody blares horns for some reason) make you feel like
    you have entered a fairy tale where nothing can ever go wrong. I ate
    my lunch on the park bench.
    A 3G sign on the corner of my phone screen indicated I had
    network. I typed in my first Google search: ‘Live music venues in New
    York City’.
    The Internet worked fine. The search results weren’t fine. Literally
    thousands of places popped up. The first link directed me to the
    website of Time Out magazine. That site itself had a top-100 list of the
    best live music venues in the city. In Patna, you would be lucky to find
    one place that played live music. In Dumraon, the only way you could

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