Miguel Rio Branco:

Saul Leiter:


At six in the morning, the man selling frozen ice sticks from a pushcart next to the petrol pump is stabbed to death. His body lay on the road until seven, while water from the melting ice keeps falling on the dead body in steady driblets. At quarter past seven, the police take away the dead body, leaving the crushed ice pieces and blood on the road. A tonga (horse-driven carriage) rides past. The child noticing the coagulated blood on the road, pulls at his mother’s sleeve and says, “Look, Ma, Jelly!”

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