Wednesday, August 5, 2015


Every morning outside of our hotel this old man stood, in the center of the street, bent over, apparently reading the news. I came to realize that not only was he reading, he was selling. Cars would stop momentarily and exchange a dollar bill for the daily news. It really did not look that safe as it was a pretty busy thoroughfare, but that did not seem to bother him.

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