Yamoransah Village

I was the stranger, lost in time.  Her eyes asked questions I could not understand. Our paths crossed–our lives tangent. She let me take her photograph.  I did not consider it thievery, although the trade was in my favor. I will not forget her face.

Woman works with root fibers
Working with root fibers in Yamoransah village, Ghana.

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