Collision Course

#18: Contrasts in Colon St., Cebu

An ocean of people. An absence of smiles. Murky pools by our feet. Bubbles floating to the sky.

An old lady sells two small green mangoes to a guard in front of a store that sells hundreds of yellow gold chains.

At a street corner, a man loudly mourns to the beat of tin drums. At the opposite end, a child sits staring into space in deathly silence.

The light changes. All collide at Colon Street's intersection.