This gentle man climbed in a tree to cut me a coconut, showed me
his house and shared a bit of his time. He made money with rooster fights and cutting coconuts.
He was so smiley and friendly and very proud to be photographed. He froze in the photo,
not being used to photographs. His wife had died a year earlier, leaving by himself. His house was decorated with souvenirs and old advertisements.
When I left I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
I did not get away with just one kiss : )
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