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We drove for hours on potholed roads past open sewers, shanty huts, yellow mustard fields and smoky brick kilns to reach the victim's higgledy-piggledy village, deep in the interior of Bihar, one of India's poorest states.A narrow, paved street snaked through a warren of squat brick homes covered with satellite dishes. The mother lived with her two school-going sons and her daughter in a small windowless brick room with a corrugated tin and tile roof. Her eldest child, a daughter, was married and lived elsewhere.