People selling eggs,fruits and vegetables, as well as other items on the roadside in Gour Al Kafreen, close to the Dead Sea. The children were running barefoot after a rooster, the women were making a living with what produce they offered, and the men were engaged. The spectacle was bustling with life; crude, unpolluted, remote, horrific, and moving.

Clippings from the original three pictures are put forward to give heed to the specifics, followed by the unclipped authentic shots. Kindly pardon ill-proportioned or blurry visuals. To reflect on the explicit poverty in those clips is, by sharing them, the purpose of this entry. There is nothing fake in this announced status, it is out there for everyone to “evaluate”. The rough, dry feet, the layers upon layers of white textiles over women’s heads, the curious eyes of the men; all are raw faces of survival.







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