Rock oil was considered, then, a local nuisance, a malodorous black gunk that floated like a rumor down the creek, filthening whatever it touched: a farmer's overalls, a cow's hide, a child's shoes.

The ruched dresses are a mindbender, with taut stretch silk blending into draped folds.

They had heard Swamiji on their radio sets describe yoga asanas and quote shlokas from ancient Sanskrit texts.

Keep fucking with me, and I'm gonna put my foot up your ass.