I found the part of the book where Rahel is watching the story tellers was so beautifully depicted. The way Roy used sensory language in the passage to desrcibe the pain the actors felt underneath the masks and make up was so powerful. The actors, with no other talent or alternative, forced to rape their country of their ancient stories and perform them to tourists. "In despair he turns to tourism. He enters the market. He hawks the only thing he owns. The stories that his body can tell. He becomes a Regional Flavor".