Now that it's spring, though still a little cold, the young Hare Krishnas are less wrapped-up showing the beauty and colour of their clothes:
Drums beating, the mantra repeating, they rhythmically move through the city centre:
Viewed with curiosity and an occasional smile from younger people, indifference and sometimes scorn from older folk.
They weave like a good-natured snake, twisting and turning to greet the passers by:
It's colourful, it's interesting:
But not quite my kind of thing.
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