Sure you can buy your fish in the supermarket these days…but the scenery is just not as rustic. On a rainy, lazy Sunday morning I went down to the local fishing village in Raetown. Raggedy and dirty but with a rustic charm, the human drama plays out here against a beautiful backdrop that lends its sadness to the composition of life lived on the very edge of existence. I came for a few pounds of Parrot fish but ended up leaving with so much more.
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