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�I Should Introduce Myself Now. My Name Is Abir Ganguly. I Work For A Tabloid In Bombay Called The Afternoon Mail. I Am 23. I Masturbate 11 Times A Day. I Exaggerate Frequently, As In The Last Sentence.� When Crime Reporter Abir Ganguly Is Called Out By The Police To Cover A Routine Arrest One Night, The Last Thing He Expects Is A Shootout. But Bullets Are Fired, And A Man Is Dead. Did The Cops Screw Up? Abir�S Boss, Not Knowing That He Was At The Scene Of The Crime, Wants Him To File A Story About The Victim. For This, He Must Meet Muneeza, Aka Sancho, The Dead Man`S Teenage Daughter. Over The Days, An Unlikely Friendship Forms Between The Glib, Wisecracking �Armchair Cynic� And The Simple Girl Who �Travels On Buses�. Can Their Fragile Relationship Survive The Circumstances That Brought Them Together? More Importantly, Can It Survive The Machinations Of The Jealous Lizard That Shares Abir�S Flat?