CAPTION: While waiting for a sand storm to pass, I stumbled into this young Muslim woman who seemed like an apparition, blurred, running
between the buildings and I asked her through my interpreter if she would stop for a moment. Her sense of pride in her village, her tribe and
in herself was so poignant - reminding me that at times while trying to do good in the developing world community part - not to forget...
just who the visitor is.
between the buildings and I asked her through my interpreter if she would stop for a moment. Her sense of pride in her village, her tribe and
in herself was so poignant - reminding me that at times while trying to do good in the developing world community part - not to forget...
just who the visitor is.
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