Shot Notes
Flies, millions upon millions of flies. So many I had trouble getting even one clear shot. The smell overcomes you, forcing you to breath through your mouth, and then you see them. Hundreds of human beings scurrying on the mounds of decomposing waste. Many portions are aflame, sending pitch black smoke into the air. The Phnom Penh dump is not pretty, but it is reality.
What a wonderful marriage of words and photo. A very poignant story here.
I agree with Mike- poignant indeed.
I’m glad I found your blog.