Over the past 48 hours I’ve been offered silver jewelry, leather bags, Caribbean massages, ruby necklaces, black women, Cuban cigars, cheap t-shirts, and bags of dope. I declined them all, but have already become a loyal customer for this gentleman, whose devotion to his crossword seemingly supersedes his interest in commerce. No, not your typical vendor, peddler or tout, but his mangos have yet to let me down.
Near the clock tower entrance to the old city, Cartagena, Colombia, 08-Jun-2013.
Last modified: January 31, 2014