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Mon, 27 Jul 2026 19:17:59 +0000

The sun had begun its long, unhurried descent behind the Bandra skyline, painting the sky in shades of tangerine and dusty rose, when Mumbai exhaled the way it always did at six in the evening, a collective sigh from eleven million lungs, tired but not yet done with the day. Auto-rickshaws idled in impatient rows near Andheri station.