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BLOOD, SWEAT, AND TEARS By Neel Anil Panicker Makhan Lal offers one last look at the arid expanse before him. All his weary eyes can spot are acres upon acres of barren fields. Sweat-lathered tears stream down his heavily lined visage and die slow deaths on his bare-chested, all boned torso. This year’s been … Continue reading neelwrites/fiction/shortstory/words/