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  • After 24 hours in Haiti, I understand why many have struggled to make sense of the still-broken city. With crumbled pavement slowing down the pace of this city's fractured lives, Haiti is at once profoundly alive and critically injured. While I am excited to elaborate more on my experiences here, I'll save it for a later post.

    About the photo: This frame was captured while driving at a high rate of speed through Port-au-Prince's Cité Soleil —one of the most dangerous parts of the city. The vendors pictured here often intercept, gather and sell the goods that are shipped to Haiti's main seaport each day.
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