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So Shah convinced his landlord, a teacher on summer break, to drop him off in a different spot every morning, and he would work his beat on foot. Shah did find one point for optimism: "At least in India I was used to 100F with high humidity." The first morning at the first house, no one came to the door. The second house, he was waved along. The third house unleashed a dog on him. And at the fourth house, a little kid answered, and seeing Shah standing in front of him, shouted, "Mom, there's a tan guy at the door!"