One can only reach this market by ferry, meant for local people (that’s why you see no Westerners). Here life is pure, compared with the centre of town. In the harbour, the riches of the country are loaded into ships with faraway destinations. Who thinks about the welfare of those living on the streets?
The little girl leads the way for her grandmother, both walking in flip flops. Here the different generations still help each other through the phases of life.