Street Typists of Calcutta [via Nina Reznick]
Every morning, as he has for the past 34 years, Ajay Kumar Nayak walks to a busy footpath outside Calcutta's high court.
He sets up a rickety wooden table, places a battered plastic chair behind it and then carefully places his 15-year-old typewriter on the table.
After covering his desk with a piece of tarpaulin to protect his prized possession from the sun, he is ready for business as one of Calcutta's few remaining street typists.
"A decade ago I would have had no time to sit and chat. My fingers would have been tapping away all day," he says.
"All you would have heard was the sound of the typewriter. Now there is only silence."
He pauses for a minute and points to the few other typists who remain on the street - one is sitting sipping a cup of tea; another is reading a newspaper.
"Look at us. We have nothing to do," says Ajay.
"If you come back in a few years' time there will be nobody left here. The computer has killed our profession."
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