2024-07-29 at 10:17 PM UTC
This is actually the girl who proposed marriage to me after my train broke down, so I walked into her village and asked her to cut my hair.
She'd never seen my sort of hair (non-kinky) ever before, and didn't know what to do with it. She chopped at it a while, did a really disturbing job, showed me around her village, then got my whatsapp (through which she later proposed to me). Then I got on the rail replacement bus.
So much for multiculturalism, so much for muh diversity is muh strength.