I met his wife first; it looked like they were bashing up old furniture for firewood. She said why do you take photos of los pobres (poor people)? Because they are beautiful. They posed together in front of their house and washline with her bra the only item on the line.
Next door two women washing clothes on their roof. They shouted at me to take their photos. One thing led to another and soon I was in their little house with lots of kids. I learned so much about them in only a few minutes. This is one of those days when I wanted to publish 7 photos, not just one. So hard to choose. OK, go to Flickr.