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AMAN SETHI “‘Forget it,’ Sanjit Das, the photographer, said as we drove down yet another alley in southeast Delhi. ‘Why don’t we just get some kebabs?’ It had been a long day in search of the spots where the water mafia fill their tankers, and Sanjit and I were getting nowhere. Everyone we spoke to assured us that we just had to drive along the Yamuna River to find long queues of tankers waiting to pick up their illicit cargo, but no one could point us to the right place. Defeated, we pulled over to a cramped restaurant and, over a plate of kebabs and daal, planned our next steps. We got back into the car and were headed home along the highway when suddenly we spotted a water tanker, painted…