I don’t know if driving a taxi constitutes a high-risk job, but that’s what came to mind when I arrived in Mumbai. The city is full of parked cars, in which the drivers lie not moving a muscle—completely unperturbed by the chaos surrounding them. You find yourself thinking twice, preparing to explain yourself to the police. Nobody sleeps that well, you think.

But they do. The people of Mumbai have turned sleep into an art form (they can sleep anywhere and in any position), and the taxi drivers are the masters of that art.

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