Visual Tales

Post 451

An auto rickshaw designed to carry goods, sometimes an animal for slaughter, has passengers instead. The heat of high noon and the gust made by the moving rickshaw make an ambivalent feeling for the riders.

Photo by I.R. Arenas

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