“What the fuck was that?” and why I couldn’t not write this.
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Existentialism of The Third Kind: Rang De Basanti
“I always believed there were two kinds of men in this world, men who go to their deaths screaming, and men who go to their deaths in silence. Then I met a third kind.” In a mela in some corner of Punjab, a crowd of villagers surrounds a circle. A huge wrestler is challenging civiliansContinue reading “Existentialism of The Third Kind: Rang De Basanti”
Finding Dan 