as it had done in the boarding-house in the Brompton Road, and I would wander till dawn in all manner of odd places-liquor-shops, gambling-and opium-dens, which are not a bit mysterious, wayside entertainments such as puppet-shows, native dances; or in and about the narrow gullies under the Mosque of Wazir Khan for the sheer sake of looking . . . Much of real Indian life goes on in the hot-weather nights.from Daily Times: Purple Patch: All in a day’s work --Rudyard Kipling
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