Breathless in Delhi: a taste of environmental armageddon | Brigid Delaney's diary
Even on the better days in the enveloping smog, the climate-compromised city hurts your lungs and reddens your eyes It was 2am on Sunday in Delhi and a friend and I were travelling in a rickshaw, heading home from a party. It was a hellscape.The highway was mostly empty, the air a greasy brown. On the shoulder was a group of men standing around a small fire. Ahead of us were trucks spraying the roads with salted effluent, used to keep the dirt in place so it would not spring up into a toxic cloud. Continue reading...
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