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Miguelitor
Crítica & Talleres de Fotografía callejera
Manila is a chaotic city, with a lot of poverty, pollution and great people. I like Manila the way it is, with its roosters, its churches, its children playing in the streets, its chaos, its devotees, its street parties, its transport, the joy of the people. I like Manila and I would say that I like it a lot, that's why I go whenever I can and that's why I have to say that I am connected to Manila. That's Manila Connection.
The boy on the right who used to bite his fingernails on the bus
It's entertaining and doesn't cost any money
The children who threw the sandal
It is not the one who has the most who is happiest but the one who needs the least that is happiest
The children of Baseco Beach
Children running towards us to give us shells that they picked up from the ground. Tenderness
The girl surprised to see the arrows being shot
I think he was able to hide in the end because he was so scary.
The kids who blocked my way into the church
maybe they saw that at that moment I didn't feel like praying
The boy who wished a good morning to a random Spanish photographer
I wish him a good day too, and even wish him a Happy New Year.
The grandmother who looked after her grandchildren when they got tired
They got tired all at once
The candy that was on the ground
He did not even get off the ground when a mob of children rushed for it.
The kids who played percussion with any two jars
I have never seen such a rhythm. Two cans, two branches of a tree and excellent music...while the others danced and waited their turn.
Portrait of he kids who played percussion with any two jars
They don't deserve a portrait but a contract. they were great musicians
The boy who climbed on the wagon wheel to get a better picture of himself in the photo
And of course he was the one who came out best in the photograph.
The man who didn't read the news
Experience told him that on that day the news would be about the same thing.
The boys who approached the camera's lens
They got so close that they almost didn't fit in the photo.
The guardian of the house of God
A sort of St. Peter who let people into the church or not at his discretion.
The lady who was giving birth to a baby with teeth in a flowerpot
Baby so big he was born in trainers
The motorbike cart full of children
There was so much space that one day even the children's grandmothers were there.
The man who liked to hang out with the younger ones
Whether it was to play the saxophone or to play cards, his spirit was young and rebel.
the man who sat next to The woman he didn't want to
He liked another one but there was little space on the bench.
The photographer who was waiting to see if the prisoners would escape from the prison
I had to leave because instead of them going out, I was going in myself.
The traffic policeman who was going the wrong way to stop traffic
It seems that he liked the risk because he laughed on top of it.
The beach where the children used to play, where instead of sand there was plastic and other shit.
The beach where the children used to play, where instead of sand there was plastic and other shit.
The lady waiting for her husband to do the laundry
Someone had told her that her husband was responsible but she was seen waiting for a long time.
The boy who couldn't pay the bus fare
Although hanging had its risks, it was cheap and faster than walking.
the man on the right who grew up inside a car and could never get out again
At least someone was putting his flip-flops on him.
The rooster who didn't know where he had left his flip-flops
He was looking for them all afternoon just before he went to fight.
the boy who cheated at the billas when his opponent fell asleep from waiting so long
It happens many times that people take too long to execute
Children punished by cleaning the motorbike with a toothbrush
Thank goodness the rain did much of the work.
The boy with the basketball with the very long left arm
He had it so long that he crossed it with the left arm of the boy on his left.
The flood boy
When you suddenly get caught in a tropical rain and you don't know where to go, these children invited us to their shelter.
The lady on the right who lost her grandson to cockfighting
In the end it was the roosters who found the child.
The door I dared not cross
Something told me that if it happened I would have to run later to get out.
the chubby boy looking out of the window to see if anyone was coming
Although there were a lot of people around, nobody brought him anything to eat.
The boys who challenged me at the door of an abandoned bus
the challenge was to take a picture of them and of course, I succeeded.
The man who watched the girl's kittens get wet and did nothing
What better than a wet pussy, he'd think.
Girls who spent their time on top of a useless cart
There were the four generations, on top of that car that was going nowhere.
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