
Over a monsoon-soaked day in a crumbling Mumbai building, a young masseuse moves quietly from body to body. Her caring touch soothes the pain of an ailing, bedridden woman, and the anxiety of a new mother, exhausted by duty and desire. As care slips toward intimacy, her hands become a conduit through which life, death, and desire pass without resolution.
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