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      <image:title>2012 | Ongoing project...</image:title>
      <image:caption>The Murri's Affair</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ciudad Nuclear, Cienfuegos [Cuba]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ciudad Nuclear, Cienfuegos [Cuba]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey La Luisa Prieta [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An official document as a birth certificate generally allowed Haitians and Dominicans of Haitian descend to be registered as Dominican nationals in the civil registries. The Naturalization and Regularization plan launched in 2013 gave migrants who were born outside the Dominican Republic a 2-years period to register for legal resident status through a process that will finally end, after many deadline extensions, on June 2018. More than 288000 people, almost entirely Haitians, have applied, but many lacked documents to prove their country of origin. Those who are deemed ineligible could be deported, the Dominican government still maintaining the right to define its deportation policy.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl, daughter of deported Haitian parents, dancing in the shadow in the building that OTHR uses as a temporary accommodation for recently repatriated families. Families that cross the border from Dajabon and don’t have any place to go to in Haiti are hosted here for a few days, while the organization tries to find them a permanent house in Village des Oliviers.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Then The Sky Crashed Down Upon Us</image:title>
      <image:caption>Dhaka, Bangladesh (2014)</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A man with his daughters wandering through the ruins of Rana Plaza, in Savar.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A woman holding her sister's working card, ascertaining she was working at Rana Plaza. Her body hasn't been found yet and her family hasn't received the due compensation.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Gavdos | 2016</image:title>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Lida arrived in Cuba from Zemetchino, Russia. It was May 1976. She is living with her husband Osvaldo in Alamar, in the outskirts of La Habana.
"The only one in my family who didn't agree I moved to Cuba was my brother. I came here in May, and he died in August. He accompained me to the airport, helping me with my luggage, then asked me: 'where the hell are you going, my sister? Can't you find a boyfriend here?' Then I answered 'I don't know...It seems to be love!' Since that day I haven't seen him again".
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An old picture of Lydia and her husband Osvaldo, from their old wedding album.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"We arrived with a boat named “Ivan Franko”, the 26th of March, 1992. The boat spent the whole night in neutral waters, and the only thing I could see were the lights of Malecon. I was up all night on the boat watching that lights…it was beautiful. I couldn’t see the houses, but I was able to see the Malecon, lights shining, wide roads…I was approaching a new life that was about to start. I can’t explain that feeling…But maybe in that moment I understood...I was with my family, united and ready to start our new life in a different country".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"There are people who can never get used to this. They suffer all their life, or they leave. They cannot live here. But there are others who have this disease called Cuba running through their veins. They get sick of it, and can no longer recover…And that’s good, as it is not only about adapting oneself, but loving and desiring it all".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A view of the Soviet-style residence blocks in Alamar, La Havana.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciego de Avila [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Oksana arrived in Cuba from Kiev, Ukraine, when she was 22. It was 26/3/1992. Now she lives in Ciego de Avila with her husband and two sons.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A family gathers at their house. Someone is resting, someone is adorning the fence and someone else has just finished cleaning the car. Everything should be at its best for Ederlezi. The more you have, the more you have to show. Roma who can afford them, indeed, will invest much of their money in new and expensive cars or caravans. Prosperity displayed in this way is also considered honourable and a token of good fortune.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Collection of flowers and branches during Ederlezi occurs as a kind of festive procession, dancing and singing together. Among the different initiatives recently promoted by the Serbian government for the integration of Roma communities, the Ministry of Culture and Information financed few projects and supported the celebration of Djurdjevdan/Ederlezi as an identifying characteristic of the Roma community.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The four-story building which housed the Hostel, only partially damaged by the earthquake, is still lying on the edge of a central street in Gyumri, as the only legacy of the LenTextile, now left to decay</image:caption>
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      <image:title>INDIA LAST STOP</image:title>
      <image:caption>SRINAGAR [INDIAN KASHMIR]</image:caption>
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      <image:title>EID AL-FITR - Last Fasting Day</image:title>
      <image:caption>DHAKA [BANGLADESH]</image:caption>
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    <lastmod>2019-10-27</lastmod>
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      <image:title>2019 | Vieques [Puerto Rico]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2019 | Vieques [Puerto Rico]</image:title>
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      <image:caption>A group of girls bypassing the bland barbed wire that marks the border between Haiti and Dominican Republic, along the river Massacre embankments, to avoid the checkpoint. Although illegal, this solution is adopted by hundreds of Haitians twice a week during the opening of the Haitian/Dominican border market, under the gaze of conniving guards.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Telibert in his office in Ouanaminthe, Haiti. Telibert is president of OTHR (Association for Repatriated Haitian Workers), a small humanitarian organization based on the work of few volunteers which sustains and and cares for Haitian families expelled from Dominican Republic. The association was able to set up a dedicated area in the border city of Ouanaminthe with hundreds of houses to allocate the repatriated families.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The interior of one of the small houses which accomodate hundreds of families of repatriated Haitians in Village des Oliviers, in the border city of Ouanaminthe. It is estimated that there are about 2000 people living in the area, including both people forcedly deported and those who left DR voluntarily for unbearable harassments, intimidations and racial discrimination.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>An official document as a birth certificate generally allowed Haitians and Dominicans of Haitian descend to be registered as Dominican nationals in the civil registries. The Naturalization and Regularization plan launched in 2013 gave migrants who were born outside the Dominican Republic a 2-years period to register for legal resident status through a process that will finally end, after many deadline extensions, on June 2018. More than 288000 people, almost entirely Haitians, have applied, but many lacked documents to prove their country of origin. Those who are deemed ineligible could be deported, the Dominican government still maintaining the right to define its deportation policy.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Antonio J., a volunteer for OTHR, showing on his smartphone the image of a young haitian boy stoned to death on the Haitian/Dominican border just a couple of days before. Haitians say the boy was legally crossing the border with valid documents and was attacked by a Dominican border guard because he he refused to pay the bribe he had been asked for.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Two people waiting in the clearing in front of the old crossing point, along the banks of the river Massacre. Twice a week, in the afternoons before market days, Haitians coming from all over the country start to gather in small groups in the city park and near the old river bridge looking for ways to blend in the throng of Haitians who will cross the border into Dajabon the next morning for the market. They usually rely on the help of smugglers, who every day take people across secretly in the night or even in plain sight of the border authorities for a fee.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Jean Rosevald, 60 y.o., has worked his whole life as a “cañero”, a sugar cane cutter in the batey Naranjo, a few tens of km from Santo Domingo. A work accident made him loose one of his eyes but- he says- the sugar company didn’t recognize him any refund nor helped him with medical care. At present the people living there and in most of the other bateyes remaining in the country are no longer working in cane fields, as most of the plantations have been abandoned or sold to multinational corporations. Most of the Haitians and Dominicans of Haitian descent owing valid documents, although sometimes struggling to find a job and an income, are still living in these clusters, separated from urban areas and other Dominican villages. Jean is still waiting to receive his ‘cedula’, the Dominican ID.
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young boy trying to fix the sheet metal roof of the small house he’s living in with is family. His father used to work on road maintenance in DR, but after many years of abuse by his employers, who regularly did’t pay him just because he was Haitian, decided to voluntarily leave the Dominican Republic for Haiti and settle in Village des Oliviers. All the houses there have been built for repatriated families by the work of a group of volunteers, without any help from the government nor the municipality of Ouanaminthe except for granting the land itself.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey Naranjo [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey Naranjo [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
      <image:caption>David and Violetta came from Haiti to Batey La Victoria, Santo Domingo, at the end of 1988. David used to work as a sugar cane cutter and now that most of the cane fields ceased to be exploited and have been sold, still works the land for the new owners and sells aguacates in the local markets. He owns a regular passport, although he is still waiting for the visa sticker.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A spring of parsley recalling the brutal “massacre of perejil”, during which up to 30000 Haitians were murdered by Trujillo’s army just because of their darker skin colour. The killings were carried out simply on the basis of a linguistic test, used to distinguish between Haitians and Dominicans. Since the Spanish “r” is difficult to pronounce in Haitian Kreyol, the victims were just asked to repeat the word perejil (parsely) to mark their insider (Dominican) or outsider (Haitian) status, and if they didn’t succeeded, they were executed.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A scar marking the body of Joanna, a woman who has been working in Santiago, DR as a street vendor for several years. The woman reports she was beaten by a group of Dominicans in the batey where she was living without no reasons, so decided to move back to Haiti fearing a worsening of the situation. “Eventhough there is no work here and we struggle to make our living- she says- this is our land, and these is our people, we can feel safe here”. Some friends of Joanna report they have been directly attacked by Dominican hustlers and bandits even if they had their visa and ID, and have been forced to leave all their belongings and flee immediately. Others, without documents, were taken forcedly, crammed on a truck and brought to the border, while their homes and their belongings were destroyed, to make sure they didn’t have anything to come back for.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The open landfill crossed by the path that leads to the dismissed checkpoint over the river Massacre, where people gather and wait for the night to come in order to cross the border illegally.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>People coming and going from and to the bi-national market held each monday and friday at the border between the two cities of Ouanaminthe and Dajabon. The Ouanaminthe/Dajabon check-point is one of the main four borders between Haiti and D.R., but there are no migratory control booths or a detectable passport control during market days. In this occasion thousands of Haitians walk the bridge over the Masacre river or just cross its shallow waters with products in their hands or over their heads, without any specific control from the authorities. Many people take advantage of the loose controls during market hours to cross the border and enter D.R without ia visa.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The former checkpoint on the dismissed bridge over the river Massacre dividing the two cities of Ouanaminthe and Dajabon, on the Haitian and Dominican side respectively. The passage, although is not officially used as a crossing point anymore, is one of the most busy sites for illegal crossings, especially when darkness falls.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Vanise Etiénne has been working in Dominican Republic as a street vendor until 1991, when she voluntarily came back to Haiti after that her husband was killed. Since then she lives with her childrens in the small house in Village des Oliviers that OTHR assigned them.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A dead bird lying on the road which leads to the border checkpoint between Ouanaminthe (Haiti) and Dajabon (DR).</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A woman crossing a tiny bridge close to the official border between Haiti and D.R. carrying a basket of clothes on the day of the bi-national border market, during which, twice a week, Haitians are allowed to enter Dominicar Republic without immigration control. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The small bedroom where a whole family lives in Village des Oliviers, Ouanaminthe (Haiti). Jesula, young mother of 3 children, was working near Santiago (D.R.) as a vendor when she was suddently caught by Dominican guards and put on a truck to be repatriated. In the past she used to go regularly to D.R and back to Haiti on a monthly basis with her parents since she was 2 y.o., to sell blankets and towels, but after that episode she decided to never go back and settled in Haiti. Her husband was working in D.R. just as she did, but he never returned home from his last trip. Jesula never knew what happened to him.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Marilia is a widow living in Village des Oliviers with her 5 children and grandchildren. She used to harvest tomatoes in Dominican Republic, while her husband worked there as a sugar cane cutter. She moved back to Haiti on January 21012 with her husband, already ill, as ill-treatment against Haitians were no longer bearable and they were afraid that something would happen to them.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl, daughter of deported Haitian parents, dancing in the shadow in the building that OTHR uses as a temporary accommodation for recently repatriated families. Families that cross the border from Dajabon and don’t have any place to go to in Haiti are hosted here for a few days, while the organization tries to find them a permanent house in Village des Oliviers.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey La Victoria [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Two siblings sleeping on the floor of their grandma’s shak in Village des Oliviers. Although the living conditions and opportunities in Haitian villages may be significantly worst than in Dominican bateyes, a large number of Haitians formely working in dominican cane fields decided to voluntarily leave to come back to their homeland owing to the excessive risk of violence, stigmatization and abuses perpetrated by many Dominicans.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey La Victoria [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A boy resting on the bed of the house where he lives with his family in Batey La Victoria, in the province of Santo Domingo (D.R.)</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2017 | Ouanaminthe [Haiti]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A pool of blood wetting the asphalt of the bridge over the Massacre River. It is not uncommon to attend episodes of violence often perpetrated by the military forces presiding over the border.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2017 | Batey Naranjo [Dominican Republic]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Asene lives alone in his house in Batey Naranjo, one of the many Haitians enclaves in Dominican Republic. He came from St. Michel, Haiti, in 1981 when he was in his 30s and worked as a sugar cane cutter until 2000. Then he turned to agricultural labor when the company he was working for closed its activity in that area. He took advantage of the Naturalization Program decreed in 2014 and now owns a regular cedula, thanks to the support of the activist Jesus Nuñez, who helped hundreds of Haitians in the same conditions to get their regular documents. In June 2018 the extended deadline given for the registration will finally expire, and still no one knows what will happen to unregistered migrants after that.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>There are still many victims whose bodies were never found. At Rana Plaza ground zero people continue digging with bare hands even after a year, to find something, some forgotten traces among the ruins. There are dozens of people, relatives of the victims, who daily honor the memory of their loved ones, wandering around through the remains of the building. 
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>On 24 April 2013, Rana Plaza, an eight-story commercial building, collapsed in Savar, Dhaka (Bangladesh). The search for the dead ended on 13 May with a death toll of 1,129.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rana Plaza ground zero on April 2014 </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Md. Rahat (26) and Yasmin Akhtar (23) are husband and wife. Both worked in the palace as sewing operators, respectively at the fifth and the fourth floor of Rana Plaza. The day of the collapse is still stuck in their memories. "Everything was vibrating, it was like a sudden earthquake, there was dust and smoke everywhere", says Md. Rahat, who saved himself by jumping from the buildin while it was collapsing. His physical injuries are healing, but that accident still has a strong impact on his mental state.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A woman holding her sister's working card, ascertaining she was working at Rana Plaza. Her body hasn't been found yet and her family hasn't received the due compensation.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A father remembering his daughter, died under the building. "She was neither 18 - he says - thus she even had to lie about her age to be taken as a seamstress. She was working to provide our family some money, I'm not able to be consoled". Many of those who survived feel either intense guilt or suffer from depression because they cannot imagine their futures anymore.
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Massud Rana, 27, in a one-to-one talk with a NGO volunteer. He's trying to get rid of his fears, as that of indoor spaces and multi-storey buildings.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A group of women in Bank Colony waiting their turn to talk with social operators, hoping they can help them at least to get some compensation. They all hand tighten their relative's pictures and work card.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>One year after the Rana Plaza collapse in Savar, hundreds of workers and survivors are facing obstacles in obtaining, besides eonomic compensation, an adequate health care for issues related to their injuries and counseling for severe post-traumatic stress from the tragedy.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Many people here were admitted because of the injuries reported from Rana Plaza collapse. They are all severely injured and unable and unwilling to return to the garments factories for employment, therefore they are receiving various forms of training including sewing, electric and electronic works or business management.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Few no-profit organizations are still following psychologically traumatized survivors, helping with group counceling and enlisting them to rehabilitation programs. However, the issue is still largely understimated. Most of the rescue teams involved in the first aids did not have any psychological experts, which might have led to a superficial and incorrect identification of traumatised people. Traumatised patients indeed, according to a study conducted by different NGOs, if not taken care on an emergency basis can end to exhibit longer term psychological disorders or psychosocial disabilities.
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A man with his daughters wandering through the ruins of Rana Plaza, in Savar.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Aklima (28), a surviving victim in Bank Colony hit by a severe post-traumatic syndrome. She tells about her enormous difficulty in resuming a normal life, as she's still suffering heavy psychological consequences. She is worried that what happened to her could also affect the her children well-being, and this does nothing but make her even more afraid.
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Many of the over 2,500 survivors of the collapse still suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). For all of them is barely impossible to return to their normal lives, as most are facing insomnia, memory losses, depression, flashbacks, fear, sadness, depression, panick attacks and disorientation. The government ensured it will take a two-year plan to grant psychological treatments for the survivors to ease their distress and trumatic memory of the tragedy.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Jamila undergoes a session of psychological suppor, trying to make sense of what happened and start thinking to resume her life</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Arati Bala Das, 18, is struggling to forget that day. She was extracted from the Rana building after three days, where a concrete pillar were blocking her. "It was dark all around, I couldn't even breathe. I thought I would not be able to return alive". The rescue workers managed to save her, but they had to amputate her leg. Arati's life from that moment underwent a drastic change. She received some money compensation from the government, which also took charge of her artificial limb, but this doesn't seem to relieve her pain. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Aklima is mother of three children, one of wich is only few months old. She was working on the 7th floor of Rana Plaza, but she can not remember anything of that day. Her mind erased most of the things she experienced during the collapse and she's still suffering severe mental problems. She confesses that many times she feels lost and bewildered, as her senses were no longer connected with reality. "But I want to get rid of my fears and all that nightmares. I just want a normal life for me and my children, I hope someone could give us help and no one will forget about our problems", she says. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Memories of that 24th April flood the mind of many survivors like ghosts, it is really hard to drive them away. "When I try to fall asleep all those horrible pictures reappear before my eyes, I still hear voices calling me. Many times I relived the scene when that concrete beam collapsed on my back" (M. Rana, 27).</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Jamila Begum lost her daughter Shayla (20 yo) in the collapse. She remembers Shayla did not take any lunch for that day. "I told her please take your lunch, but she replied not to worry. She told me she needed just to go and take her salary, then she would have returned home”. She haven't seen her again. Jamila since that day is suffering severe psychological pain and depression. She wanders bewildered every day, always ending up to Rana Plaza ground zero, where the body of Sheyla is still resting. She has been doing it for over one year, always clutching the Sheyla's picture.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sheuly, 26, after working several years as a housewife, has now been employed at GK Garments, a garment factory located in Savar district very close to Rana Plaza. She had to look for a job and a salary after she lost her husband, who was workink at Rana Plaza. She had been looking for him for days after the collapse, then one night - she remembers in tears - she dreamt about him calling her name. "Then I came to know he recommended a colleague laying behind him to tell me he was alive and he would have returned to me. My heart broke when they found his body lifeless after 17 days". Now she tries not to think of anything but take home a salary to grant a future to her son, even if the thought that this might happen again never leaves her.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2014 | Savar, Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>About the project</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>El Cabanyal is a neighborhood in the maritime area of Valencia that until recently was threatened by an ambitious urban project, now suspended, that would have involved the demolition of several houses, occupied by people with few resources, mostly of Rumanian or gypsy origin. In this district there are around 300 families belonging to the Gypsy ethnic group (200 Spanish and 100 Romanians, approximately), with an average composition of 5 to 7 people per family nucleus. thus representing about 7% of the total population of the neighborhood.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia (Spain)</image:title>
      <image:caption>The building known as El Clot (the hole), standing in the strip of land separating the turistic seafront from the rest of the neighborhood. At present, of the 168 apartments that make up the block, approximately 50 are owned by privates, some of the others have become public ownership, some boarded up, others rented or even occupied. In this context, its inhabitants, mostly gypsies, began to claim themselves as a compact, active and positive community for the neighborhood.
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young boy living in El Clot, a massive building with hundreds of popular apartments, mostly occupied by families with low or no incomes, paying a visit to a Rumanian family in the area.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl standing in front of a ruined houe in the neighborhood. The houses deteriorating with the passing of time is leading to an increasing detachment and indifference of the inhabitants towards their own neighborhood, creating a sort of vicious circle.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Rumanian immigrate playing with his children. The lack of resources often leads families to organize their daily lives as they can, sharing small spaces and dividing the small daily tasks with all the family members.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A crossroad in the ’ground zero’ area of Cabanyal, the group of blocks in the neighbourhood involved in the urban plan to extend a city avenue directly to the sea.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The ground area separating El Clot from the streets of the Cabanyal district. El Clot is a huge concrete building built in the sixties for the workers of the port, which rises impressive in front of the beach, containing more than 150 housings slated for demolition, mostly occupied by gypsy families.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A gypsy family of Spanish origin in their livingroom. With the crisis and the absolute lack of mechanisms of representation, the Roma population of the neighborhood has been mostly disaffecting to their own living conditions. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The saefront promenade of Valencia, extending just a few hundred meters from the ‘ground zero’ area of El Cabanyal, is an attraction for any kind of tourist and hosts many trendy bars and a famous five-star hotel.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A group of Rumanian women spending time together with their children. Among the gypsies, the family clan has a tremendous force as a social backbone, and women are the ones who support the family group and keep it together. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Many gypsy families, mostly of of Spanish origin, spend their time at any hour of the day on the sidewalks of the ‘ground zero’ zone. The financial aids that the municipality of Valencia has already approved for the reform of El Cabanyal do not involve the houses in this area, because they now almost exclusively belong to the municipal assets, and are occupied by families with no resources.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Rumanian woman living in a small apartment in Cabanyal. All Romanian families in the Cabanyal district live in rental houses, scarcely equipped, in many cases paying exorbitant prices and with abusive clauses.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Marta and her brothers with their mother. Roma and Rumanians families have always been the main actors of the neighborhood. Among these families, most of them are deeply rooted and integrated in the district, but there are also some who have illegally occupied abandoned homes, who frequently traffic in drugs, those who sometimes do not take their children to school and those who generate problems of coexistence.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rumanian girls during the pentecostal mass celebration. Among the groups of Spanish and Romanian gypsies there is no mutual recognition of their gypsy origin. The Spaniards do not speak Romani, and the Romanians do not speak Spanish nor, according to the Spaniards, have the same customs. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Adriana, a Rumanian girl, looking out the front door of the house where she lives with her family in the Cabanyal district. It’s been a year and a half since Rita Barberá is no longer the mayor of Valencia, but no signs of improvement could be perceived after twenty years of progressive degradation. Neighbors are living this evolution between the disbelief and hope of having their neighborhood finally rehabilitated, along with the fear of a real estate speculation.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>One of the streets in Cabanyal neighborhood with many abandoned and occupied houses. The families settled in the area are not part of an homogeneous community, but they belong to many different ethnic and social groups, being Rumanians emigrants one of the largest group. Some activists defending the rights of El Cabanyal gypsies community say it’s important to stop observing them with that homogenous look,  based on the idea of rejection, which is cause of prejudices.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Two young Romanian women while doing some houseworks in the house they share along with their husbands and children. Many people living in the area of Cabanyal do not have enough qualification for other jobs rather than scrap recycling and the unemployment rate in the neighborhood is around one-third of the active population. Such statistic is compounded by a very significant unemployment rate among young women.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A car crossing the ground area near El Clot. At present, some of the social housing areas in the maritime district have been rehabilitated but many of them continue to be stigmatized as associated with episodes of urban and social conflict, and seen as a problem of difficult solution that is not worth facing. Among the inhabitants of the area, it’s common opinion that the abandonment of the neighborhood over the last years has been a strategy of the government, who did not impede and even promoted the degradation process of the district, in order to trigger a sort of self-destruction process.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An apartment furnished with the bare minimum, occupied by a gypsy family.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Marta climbing the narrow stairs leading to the apartment where she lives with her Rumanian family, including her uncles and cousins. As most of the families which came to Valencia from Romania to work, they face enormous dificulties to integrate within the Spanish society, mostly because of widespread prejudices. The European joint program ROMED II is trying to improve local and national policies for better inclusion of Roma people, especially children and students, at all levels of education, based on participation and respect for human rights.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A couple of rests along the street with their few-months baby. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Two teenagers walking down the streets of the neighborhood at night.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A typical house in the center of the former fishermen district. Despite the efforts of ‘Salvem El Cabanyal’, the platform that led almost twenty years of resistance against the eviction and the destruction of the neighborhood, the ‘ground zero’ area of El Cabanyal district is still an amalgam of semi-ruined houses, occupied houses (by families with no resources) and abandoned lots as a trail of demolitions of yesteryear.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Young children left on their own to roam in the streets of the neighborhood.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Angelica came from Romania with her family to Valencia, and settled in a small apartment in Cabanyal district, along with other families in the same conditions. In spite of the advances in the process of integration of the gypsy community in the Spanish society, the majority of them live below the average standards of life of the rest of the Valencian citizens and suffer from a problem that prevents them from leaving their situation of exclusion.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A woman dressed in mourning, belonging to the gypsy community, discussing with a boy in the courtyard in front of El Clot, a few dozen meters from the seafront and its luxury hotels.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl during the mass celebration in the pentecostal church, a salon obtained in the ground floor of a tpical house in the district. The pentecostal church is regularly attended only by the Rumanian community. The coexistence of the Spanish and Rumanian gypsies is another issue for the neighborhood, as they are totally different groups, being the Romanian one in turn divided into smaller groups, with different traits and characteristics.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>One of the intersections that delimit the occupied area of El Cabanyal: the road separates the residential area from the touristic waterfront.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Spanish gipsy woman, known as ‘la pantera’.  Spanish gypsies tries to take the distances as much as possible from the Romanian population, as there is a clear stigmatization of Romanian gypsies among the Spanish society. Relations between the two groups indeed are not very good, although they share the housing areas, especially located in the ‘ground zero’ area of the district.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young Spanish guy preparing lunch in the apartment he’s renovating with his partner while his daughter is playing in at the entrance. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>One of the many emptied lots where once stood a dilapidated house. These empty spaces scattered along the roads of the neighborhood are spaces exploited by everyone for various activities, from adjusting a car to hanging out the laundry.0</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The side of a building in Calle dos Pescadores, in the ground zero area of the neighborhood, where a former entrance has been walled up.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A large family of Rumanian immigrants occupying an apartment in the ground zero area of El Cabanyal</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A group of teenagers running in the open space beside the only building that still stands in the disappeared sea district of El Clot, in the middle of Cabanyal. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A Rumanian woman posing with her children in her house.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2016 | Valencia [Spain]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Adriana leaving home to take to the streets in Cabanyal.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciego de Avila [Cuba]</image:title>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The sun shining from the branches of a tropical tree in Almendares park.
"I had always imagined Cuba a beautiful, immense garden, where it was always summer. A paradise full with flowers and fruits that you could pick from the trees directly on the streets... Toni and I arrived a La Habana by night, I couldn’t see anything, but as it started to dawn, I figured out there were no gardens, nor anything I had imagined before".
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Irina’s living room in La Habana. “I miss that sensation of the smell of snow…of when you hang out the laundry in your yard, and then you collect the clothes hanging and come in....you feel that smell of fresh and snow…Sometimes I miss that. I love to feel the cold. That’s why I asked a friend of mine that was paying a visit to bring me paintings depicting the nature of my Kyrgyzstan”.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciego de Avila [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Violetta arrived in Cuba from Izmail, Ukraine, when she was 22. It was 9/12/1987. "Nostalgia is a feeling that persists in everyone, and with the passing years that feeling is getting stronger. You miss people, your friends and family…you miss things, some places of your childhood… Unfortunately that places don’t exist anymore. Now it’s something different. But after so many years passed here in Cuba, when I travel back to Russia I start to miss being here. I start to miss Cuba, the things I have here.
There are things that remain unchanged. I’m not Cuban. I’m Russian. Very proud of what I am, of my homeland, of everything. But Cuba is already part of my life, is already stuck to my bones. It’s a place where I have to deal with infinite problems, and a place where I’m immensely happy".
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>“When I arrived here it was all so beautiful and wonderful! There was everything, included Russian condensed milk and canned meat, there was a good cultural level, transport were excellent… and people were joyful, always smiling! I had no problems at all, it was all fine and beautiful then".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Holguin [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Nadia’s living room in Holguin, where she lives alone after separating from her husband many years ago.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Alamar, the so-called “Reparto de los Rusos” (the Russian’s neighbourhood), a neighbourhood on the outskirts of La Habana, where many “Soviet” women are still living.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Pinar del Rio [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Galina arrived in Cuba from Belarus when she was 23. It was March 1986. She now lives and works as a waitress in an hotel in Pinar del Rio, still happily married with her husband.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"I was born in a country that doesn’t have direct access to the sea. Also, mine was a family of workers and I could never travel to the sea. The first time I saw the sea was here in Cuba. When we landed at the airport of La Habana, before traveling up to Pinar del Rio, where my husband’s family was waiting for us, we got on a taxi and  my husband took me to the Malecon to show me the sea. It was the first time…I was 23. I won’t never forget that moment".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Pinar del Rio [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Small residential country houses in Viñales, Pinar del Rio.
"Actually I didn’t expect what I saw when I came here. I was living in a nice apartment in Kiev, el (Vlado, my husband) was living in a small house in Artemisa. It looked strange to me…I couldn’t expect something like that. Everything was so different...I can clearly remember the hot air that embraced you as soon as you got off the plane… "When I got here the first time I felt that something very strange was coming inside me. I was living as in a dream. Things that come into your life they make you lose something…but it’s  also through losing that you obtain something".
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The wedding card of Lydia and Osvaldo.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Lida arrived in Cuba from Zemetchino, Russia. It was May 1976. She is living with her husband Osvaldo in Alamar, in the outskirts of La Habana.
"The only one in my family who didn't agree I moved to Cuba was my brother. I came here in May, and he died in August. He accompained me to the airport, helping me with my luggage, then asked me: 'where the hell are you going, my sister? Can't you find a boyfriend here?' Then I answered 'I don't know...It seems to be love!' Since that day I haven't seen him again".
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The Orthodox cathedral in La Habana. "Your roots always call you back, and the desire to come back is somehow always in your mind. But sometimes reason prevails. I continue to thank God, and the circumstances of life that have brought me here".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciego de Avila [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Alamar, in the outskirts of La Havana, called "El reparto de los Rusos", owing to the large communities of Russians that settled there in the 60s.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An old picture of Lydia and her husband Osvaldo, from their old wedding album.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Holguin [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Tamara arrived in Cuba from Rostov, Russia, when she was 19. It was 20/08/1986. She now lives in Holguin with her partner and three Siberian husky dogs after divorcing from her first husband. "All of us who live here had some kind of problems. Many of us divorced. What you hope while in Russia, you don’t find it here…there were so many differences of culture, language, climate…And not all Cubans told us the truth…many women have been deceived, they made us believe different things from what it really was. For the girls of good families that came here from big cities like Moscow, Leningrad, it was really a shock when they saw the shacks".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"The first days here I had the clear feeling that time had stopped. That sensation was very noticeable for me. I had the impression I was watching a slow-motion movie…That is the thing I remember most vividly, together with all people’s warmth. I won’t ever forget this".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An old Chevrolet running across the Malecon, in La Habana. "There were strange things in Cuba for me, furniture I've never seen in Russia...and all those cars along the streets! I had seen them only in the movies. It just needed a music from the 50's and suddenly we could feel as we were living in another era. I used to travel a lot with my imagination at the beginning…".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"There are people who can never get used to this. They suffer all their life, or they leave. They cannot live here. But there are others who have this disease called Cuba running through their veins. They get sick of it, and can no longer recover…And that’s good, as it is not only about adapting oneself, but loving and desiring it all".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Violetta's living room, all covered with flowered wallpaper, to remind her of the flower and plants of her homeland.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"What I’m missing the most about Russia are the woods, the nature is beautiful there… I was born in Kursk, in the middle of Russia and surrounded by steppe.. There is grass everywhere, flowers…I miss it so much that I have my terrace here filled with plants and potted flowers".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The only photograph of her wedding Olga could save and keep with her.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>“I arrived in Cuba the 28th December 1982. I remember that the smells here immediately drew my attention…they were different…Along the coast there was a very strong smell of mango, pineapple and sea…a scent of tropic…and I remember also the smell of oil at La Habana’s harbour, and how it smelled all like fish…It reminded me of when I was a child and I used to go fishing with dad along Kursk’s river in Russia…”.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>“I arrived in Cuba the 28th December 1982. I remember that the smells here immediately drew my attention…they were different…Along the coast there was a very strong smell of mango, pineapple and sea…a scent of tropic…and I remember also the smell of oil at La Habana’s harbour, and how it smelled all like fish…It reminded me of when I was a child and I used to go fishing with dad along Kursk’s river in Russia…”.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>“I arrived in Cuba the 28th December 1982. I remember that the smells here immediately drew my attention…they were different…Along the coast there was a very strong smell of mango, pineapple and sea…a scent of tropic…and I remember also the smell of oil at La Habana’s harbour, and how it smelled all like fish…It reminded me of when I was a child and I used to go fishing with dad along Kursk’s river in Russia…”.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciego de Avila [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Oksana arrived in Cuba from Kiev, Ukraine, when she was 22. It was 26/3/1992. Now she lives in Ciego de Avila with her husband and two sons.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"We arrived with a boat named “Ivan Franko”, the 26th of March, 1992. The boat spent the whole night in neutral waters, and the only thing I could see were the lights of Malecon. I was up all night on the boat watching that lights…it was beautiful. I couldn’t see the houses, but I was able to see the Malecon, lights shining, wide roads…I was approaching a new life that was about to start. I can’t explain that feeling…But maybe in that moment I understood...I was with my family, united and ready to start our new life in a different country".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Alamar, Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A view of the Soviet-style residence blocks in Alamar, La Havana.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Holguin [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Nadia arrived in Cuba from Russia. It was June 1986. She lives alone in Holguin.
"The problem for me was that I got pregnant before getting married. And a lonely mother was not highly regarded among the Russian society. Also, you know, a child needs to know both his parents when he/she comes to life…I didn’t really want to come to Cuba, but I didn’t want either my son to ask me ‘where is my dad?’ Almost all women here came for love, just as me".</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>“All of us living here are victims of relations that Cuba was having then with the Soviet Union… Cuban men knew how to treat women…and we felt in love almost inevitably…But not all of them were telling the truth…The first time I came here it was for holidays…I stayed at the beach and under the sun all the time. Everything was beautiful and I didn’t realize how things really were…They only showed me the most beautiful face of Cuba”.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"At that time there was everything…My husband was always by my side and with my son. We even had enough money to occasionally go at the theatre, nightclubs…"</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>"Now there is nothing I miss, because I still live with the same marriage, the same husband, who is now the only thing for me. Sometimes you don’t have anything…the only thing you have left is a family…and we must live happy for that.”</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2015 | Ciudad de La Habana [Cuba]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Valia arrived in Cuba from Astrakhan, Russia, when she was 23. It was 1983. She lives with her husband Jorge in Alamar, La Habana.
"I came here when it was beautiful...we couldn't have many things, because here many things were lacking, but I was younger and in love, I've never perceived it as a problem. I've been fighting and struggling for everyday life with my husband, just like all Cubans...but now I don't know...Just want to stay in peace".
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    <lastmod>2019-10-25</lastmod>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijra Monika on the doorstep of her house</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Late at night Hijras Annonya and Shamima climb the Dhaka station bridge to meet with clients and sell sex. Since the 1990s, organizations working to promote the rights of hijras in Bangladesh have highlighted their significant social and economic exclusion, often linked to high levels of violence, familial rejection, police harassment and, above all, their reliance on sex work.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mahi, 37 years old. As most of hijras, he has to deal with rejection from family members. Once or twice a year he can go home to see his parents, now that they still alive. But after their demise he knows that his siblings and neighbours will reject him</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijra Mahi playing and making fun of children. Hijras making and dressing up always attracts the curiosity of the neighbourhood.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hira Sati making up before leaving her house. Medicines and hormonal treatments are usually too expensive for them. Make up and unwanted hair removal is the only way to become as female.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mahi sitting on the bed. None of the hijras can afford to live in a proper house. They usually live in few square meters cubicles, without any facility, where they sleep, eat and receive clients.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Annonya receives clients where she lives, in a cramped room located in a crumbled building which already houses tens of families with childrens. They respect and love me -she said- Here we take care of each other</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The suburban area where guru Sheela's community has settled. Most of the people living in the neighborhood, expecially those who doesn't know them personally, still express mistrust and prejudices towards hijras</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijra Monika getting dressed with her traditional feminine saree and veil. Although many dress as women, hijras define themselves as people who are neither male nor female.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Three 'chelas' sharing the same bedroom. The afternoons spent away from the streets alternate between moments of serenity and despair, laughter and bitterness</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mahi and Sheela. As outcasts in society, the number of hijras who have turned to prostitution has risen dramatically. This is possibly partly the result of a high demand for hijra sex workers by male clientele.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Guru Sheela's cheelas walking the streets of the neighborhood to collect money from the villagers. This practice, a sort of 'istitutionalized' form of begging is carried out every month in turn from among the areas of the suburban district. No one perceiving a salary can refuse them a little cash contribution.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sati and Mahi occasionally take care of the child of a neighbor. Few people living next door have long known they can completely trust Sati and her "sisters" </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijra Sahanaj was evirated when she was 16. Most of Hijras have been born with all male attributes: some of them undergo an initiation rite of eviration, but the process is usually carried out without the aid of modern anesthesia or antibiotics. Most of them simply choose to forswear their lives as men while retaining their sex organs.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sakila and Mahi resting</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijra Sakila jokes improvising herself in the role of mother</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Walking through the streets of Dhaka. Hijras usually find it hard to mingle in the crowd, because of people's prejudices and scornful glances. 
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A group of Hijras called to celebrate the birth of a child, to bring him fortune and prosperity. Much of their skills in song, dance and other creative arts, comes from the fact that hijras typically live together in large groups overseen by a leader called Guru. This is not necessarily a choice, but the only option for them as outcasts.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Hijras of guru Sweety's community playing sex. The relationship between the guru (which is considered as a 'mother') and her chelas (daughters or disciples) becomes very intimate, being a lifelong bond of reciprocity in which the guru takes care of her chelas, and chelas remain loyal and obedient to the guru.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Annonya combing her hair.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Annonya and Mahi waiting for clients in a few square meters room</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mahi is jokingly teased by her 'chelas' for her undeveloped breast</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Annonya's waiting for the time to go out and catch up with clients</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>On the Dhaka station bridge. The working night has almost come to an end.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Dhaka [Bangladesh]</image:title>
      <image:caption>About the project</image:caption>
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    <loc>https://annalisanatalimurri.com/featured-1/len-s-daughters</loc>
    <lastmod>2019-10-25</lastmod>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A former textile worker wanders  through the corridors of the LenTextil Hostel</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The four-story building which housed the Hostel, only partially damaged by the earthquake, is still lying on the edge of a central street in Gyumri, as the only legacy of the LenTextile, now left to decay</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young boy, born and grown at the Hostel as a son of a former textile worker, covers his face front of the table table laden for New Year's celebrations</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rozana was a seamstress of the LenTextil. Now unemployed, she refuses to talk to anyone who did not share her own fate</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The outer wall of the Hostel. Only two of the entrances that served the building are still practicable. Behind, a high concrete wall fences the courtyard of the hostel, separating it from the remains of the sheds
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Anna, from Ukraina, lost everything in the earthquake. She complains of the scarce assistance received by those who are in her same situation</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Women of the hostel always help each other with with household chores and babysitting for younger children, as in one big family. People living at the hostel only rely on basic monthly benefits of 16,000 drams, the equivalent of 39 US dollars, as well as an additional 6,000 drams for each child
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>An old picture of the Virgin Mary torn in half on a dismissed and semi-destroyed wall in one of the hostel's room. The room, once lived by someone, is now used as a common dump and warehouse</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Tanya falling asleep in her cubicle</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Women's underwear thrown to the ground in the dust. The hostel has no public amenities: there are no water or sewage facilities and people use a collapsed wing of the dorm as a toilet
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>About half of the women living in the building once came from different republics of the former URSS and are of different ethnic origin. They are not considered homeless as a result of the earthquake and, consequently, are not subjected to apartment compensation by the state. They live deprived of elementary communal-livelihood conditions</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Corridors and stairs in the old building lack almost every facility: only natural light illuminates most of its areas</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A widow receiving help from volunteers of social services. Sometimes they offer a little  aid to all women living alone, providing them blankets and basic necessities</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl decorates the small cell of the Hostel for New Year's celebrations
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Seda, 43, is from Moldova. She's illiterate and shares a small room in the factory's Hostel with her husband and her daughter, who helps her with everything</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Suzana was working at the LenTextil and no longer had a job from the shut of the factory, as almost all women living here in destitution</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The cubicles of the Hostel cubicles are not larger than a few square meters, barely accommodating a bed and a small closet</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Suzana's sister standing near the window in the small roo they share </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Manyak, 50, lives alone with her daughter in a small cell in the Hostel. She taught her the craft of sewing and what she had learned working at the LenTextil, to let her d have a chance to find a job</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A 17-years old boy plays with his younger brother. They are both grown up among the walls of the crumbling Hostel. Only his mother and his two aunts took care of him</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Many women, in addition to living in destitution and without any gratification, are subject to harassment by their husbands too often drunk. Vast unemployment pushes men towards alcoholism and gambling addictions, habits which encourage the ill-treatment of their wives and daughters. Seda's husband is unemployed and is one of the few men who are living in the Hostel</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Old pictures of relatives and family members, most of which died during the earthquake of 1988, hangs on the wall of Clara's cubicle in the Hostel
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rozana shares one of the biggest and best equipped room with with Clara, a 72-years old former embroiderer, the only one remaining of three sisters working at the LenTextil
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Suzana stands in front of her cell: a wooden chair, a worn-out old mattress, some dirty clothes and food scraps are all she lives with</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Rozana standing in front of the window of her cubicle. Every day she wakes up she pauses to watch from afar what remains of the old LenTextil factory
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The abandoned halls of the factory. The LenTextile was the second largest textile factory of the former Soviet Union and gave employment to almost 27000 people
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A drunk guy, completely out of his mind because of the alcohol, yelling his mother with violence</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The wall dividing two contiguous cubicles, painted by the children living there
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Tanya and her sisters taking care of her grandchild</image:caption>
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      <image:loc>https://imageproxy.viewbook.com/c61a539add6798bb11f1c7e35785eb11_hd.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Suzana lives in a cell without any comfort, even without light, in which the closing of the window is realized with plastic sheets and wooden planks</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The left wing of the building suffered the most damage. The roof collapsed completely, and the rubble are still blocking most of the rooms and corridors on the ground floor</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Tanya and her two sisters arrived in Gyumri from Siberia in search of work. They have never returned home since the earthquake of 1988</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Tanya's son, 12, standing at the window of one of the abandoned room of the Hostel used as a common dump and warehouse</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Suzana worked at the LenTextil for almost 10 years. Shortly after she lost her job, depression and mental illness made her a sort of ghost</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2013 | Gyumri [Armenia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>About the project</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A sort of ceck-point marks one of the entrances of the Roma settlement in Kraljevo, Serbia. The days before St. George's day (urevdan in serbian, Ederlezi in Romani), which falls the 6th of May, all the families prepare to celebrate one of the greatest day for the whole Roma community.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A woman is waiting to unload supplies from the van just arrived from Kraljevo. During Ederlezi celebrations people are wheeling and dealing to organize parties and banquets, a lot of money passes from hand to hand in the community.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A boy and a girl walk the main street of the settlement</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>KRALJEVO [SERBIA]</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A couple dancing in the courtyard of their neighbou</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Collection of flowers and branches during Ederlezi occurs as a kind of festive procession, dancing and singing together. Among the different initiatives recently promoted by the Serbian government for the integration of Roma communities, the Ministry of Culture and Information financed few projects and supported the celebration of Djurdjevdan/Ederlezi as an identifying characteristic of the Roma community.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The celebrations contemplate that the whole settlement move in procession to the river thruogh narrow dirt tracks, either by car or</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Children playing in a courtyard while adults are arranging the banquet for the party</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young girl running home after collecting fresh flowers and branches as a sign of good luck</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The tradition wants that every family kills a lamb as a sign of prosperity, which is then roasted the next day and offered to everyone who wants to sit at the table.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>People dancing traditional songs</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A young man after taking the propitiatory bath in the river </image:caption>
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      <image:loc>https://imageproxy.viewbook.com/428a7632b3dbd032cca563472ec528bf_hd.jpg</image:loc>
      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A family gathers at their house. Someone is resting, someone is adorning the fence and someone else has just finished cleaning the car. Everything should be at its best for Ederlezi. The more you have, the more you have to show. Roma who can afford them, indeed, will invest much of their money in new and expensive cars or caravans. Prosperity displayed in this way is also considered honourable and a token of good fortune.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The day preceding the festival, the whole settlement of Kraljevo is in turmoil. However, despite every family is busy with the feast preparations, there is always someone who continue to carry out the daily chores.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Lamb slaughtering</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>A girl playing alone in the land outside the settlement</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>As families and communities gather for Ederlezi, people start to set the table with all sorts of things to eat and drink, in relation to what they can afford. Alcohol never fails. Then they to exhibit themselves singing folk songs. Like many Romani festivals and events, music plays a significant part with lots of dancing and singing</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Families 'assaulting' the van coming from the city carrying every kind of supply for the party</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>After the family man has slaughtered the lamb, the women go up and down the street to wash the blood throwing buckets of water.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>Roma in Serbia have long been regarded as inhospitable or even dangerous. The lacunae between the actual cultures of the Roma and the ways in which they are perceived makes them more often rejected by society. Actually, generosity is considered honorable and a display of hospitality by offering food and gifts is a proper way to celebrate friendship. Everyone is ready to share what he has, expecially during Ederlezi. </image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>The roasting of the lamb is an important moment for the families, which gathers together around the fire. According to gipsy traditions, however, everyone who wants to join is welcome.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>children from the poorest families playing with animals near the settlement dump</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>At sunset young girls are running home from the river with their branches and wretches recently prepared for the feast.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>2012 | Kraljevo [Serbia]</image:title>
      <image:caption>About the project</image:caption>
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