Living under the bridge. The mother (not in the picture) speaks actually broken English. The kids don't go to school. They take care of the few chicken, but some where eaten by a snake, they mother told me. She slurred a bit, not sure if a drunk, but was very nice. Grandma and what seems to be her husband are in control, they send the girls out to me the second they spotted me. I was asking if I can take a picture, and they saw it as a business opportunity. I paid in chicken sausages.
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