The Kite Man
Henan Province, China
Spring 2012
This man comes to the town square every Sunday and flies his tattered, old penguin kite. He comes by himself and flies the kite for about an hour and then he leaves. I would see him every time I came to the square. He would emerge from the crowd out of nowhere and he would pick a spot, away from everyone else. After an hour, he pull his kite down, meandered back in to the crowd of people and disappeared from my sight.
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