The beauty of the islands beaches and resorts are lost in the inner veins of the alley ways between shacks of the locals. These veins become the playground of the local kids. Yesterday’s walk presented me these three little women. Please note that I was not the reason the littlest one is crying. She stopped when I showed them their picture.
Is that their (or a) house/shack in the background?
It’s a shack, one of them lives there with her family.
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