First we scout the Straw Market. There's cruise ships tethered nearby. An obnoxious disc jockey calls out from a bar catering to tourists. He's bellowing something about a drinking contest. The market area is crowded with people shouting and cars honking. Out on the street, a kid douses a drunk with water. They scuffle.
After lunch we hit the Zoo. Flamingos are marching around loose. I have to get back and attend an obligatory production meeting at the hotel. Everyone arrives in suit coats. I knew I forgot something.
I slip out with a camera, finally on my own. It will be dark in about an hour. Walking alongside the main road, a car drives past and spits, nearly hitting me. I head for the beach.
But it's crowded. There's a body behind every corner. I'm feeling like an invader. Couples park in their cars. A shout comes out of nowhere. In the distance I can see someone waving their arms, beckoning.
A wild-eyed man stumbles up in the half dark. Says he's got something for me to photograph.
I keep walking. A pack of stray dogs approaches.
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