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First touch: 3 stories of birth and beyond
Ghanva grips the baby’s back in her cupped hand, balancing him firmly atop an old pink towel. With the other hand, she lathers soapy water over his body.
It is a hot, dry day in rural Sindh. Beside Ghanva's charpai is a line of three more women. They sit cross-legged, or with bare feet touching the ground. One of them waves her hands above a sleeping child whose mouth is open. A fly is glued to his face, and several others hover above his face noisily.