hauling the trash

 

One evening, while sitting on the patio of our casa in Vinales, Cuba, I heard a very loud and strange sound. I looked up from my sip of rum and saw these beasts dragging something down the hill.  A  sheet metal and wooden box had been set on top of an old tire and chained to the animals. After the  gentleman made a couple of stops it became clear that he was hauling away trash in this curious contraption.

 

 

 

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