My Sari-sari Store Story
I was sitting alone on one of the benches near the neighborhood sari-sari store.
Quietly, he sat beside me.
It was mid noon and he was reeking with sweat.
I asked him if I could take pictures of him.
He said yes.
He has very dark skin, probably because he walks the streets in the middle of the day.
He carries with him a bell that he tolls to draw the neighborhood kids.
After a while he bid goodbye, lumbering with him a huge styrofoam box.
On the side of his box, i could make out two words; LITO A.
It was his name.
He is an ice cream vendor……