In an area where rains are scarce – in this case, two years in a row- there is no need to construct or maintain sidewalks, drainage ditches or sewers. Pot holes in the road are clearly visible and avoidable by the donkeys pulling carts or the pedestrians. But after rain the place changes.
Potholes fill with orange water. The soil is no longer tossed around by the strong winds hiding in curtains, cracks and crevices. Red dust turns to doughy mud, sticking to shoes, tires and cars doors.
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