Nothing looks terribly different (apart from the overcast days and days and days) or maybe it does? The harvested rice and sugar cane fields, stripped and being ploughed by water buffalo and tiny men in shredded clothes?

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Nothing looks terribly different (apart from the overcast days and days and days) or maybe it does? The harvested rice and sugar cane fields, stripped and being ploughed by water buffalo and tiny men in shredded clothes?
We ask permission for photos. The men oblige and smile but seem too afraid to engage in conversation with the odd white woman wandering the highway without an umbrella.
as much as they loved the bright blankets with whales and fancy embroidery it was the old blue blanket woollen that suddened his face into a smile. and made me realise he knew what it felt to be cold. his mate…