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RE: Forlorn on the Surface, Vibrant at Heart … Trinidad, Cuba – Street Photography
I am sure my grandmother's house would have been considered a bit of a shack, but I have such fond memories of that place! Cousins, uncles and aunts, grandparents, chickens, a vegetable garden, old fruit trees; for me it was paradise. What happens in a place can make it wonderful.