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Devon St.

Lori, her niece Felicia (who is really c ool but, sadly, lives in Cincinnati), Katya, Jennings, Eyal, and Ahn all went to West Devon street, Chicago's "little India" district. The neighborhood is actually much more integrated than that, with lots of Pakistani folk as well, and it is right next to the Orthodox Jewish neighborhood, so it's quite a vibrant community.

First stop was the DVD store, where I bought a copy of Kal Ho Naa Ho, and Lori bought me a copy of Asoka. I had previous asked a bunch of friends for Bollywood suggestions, and these both sounded really cool.

Then we went to King Sweets. The store is divided in half, with "Sweets" on the left and "Snacks" on the right. Katya and Eyal got a bunch of sweets, and Lori and Felicia got a bunch of Snacks, and it was fantastic.

After that were went to get some take-out curry to eat while we watched the movie, but on the way I passed a clothing store, and the beautiful formal kurta in the window display caught my eye. Lori egged me on, so I went in and asked about it. They lady told me that it was $350, and I turned around to walk out again--I hadn't thought that I was essentially buying hand made formal wear, and $350 would have been a bargain for a suitcoat and slacks, say.

The salesperson would let me leave, though, and insisted that they had something I could afford. She found a less elaborate kurta and refused to tell me the price until I tried it on (and everyone told me how awesome it looked). Coincidently, the price was the same as I had named earlier as my absolute top price, $100. Of course, I couldn't afford that, either, I was just saying what I thought such beautiful clothing was probably worth, so she asked me what I could afford. Eventually said that maybe I could afford $50, and then she said that the manager wouldn't sell it for less than $65, and Katya said, "Well, here's $15" and that was that.

I found it quite interesting, how from my point of view I was, essentially, in an art gallery full of beautiful fabric, and I really didn't want to insult the makers by naming a lower price. If they said it was worth $100, it certainly seemed to be worth that much to me! For the salesperson's point of view, though, I think haggling was absolutely expected, and she was a little surprised that I might take her at her first offer and walk out the door without even trying to bargain!

I'll put a picture of my in my new Kurta here, in a bit

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