Latifa starts her day like most kids in the slum. She wakes amid a tangle of familiar bodies on the floor of her family’s one-room home. One of them will open the narrow door to let some air into the windowless room while pulling the curtain across the opening for a sense of privacy. Latifa will peek out the door and she might trawl the laneway barefoot until her mother or older sister call her back for a helping of dal, rice, or a chapati, and a small cup of chai. While her