Sleeping On His Boat
The Ganges River
Varanasi, India
July 2015
My hotel balcony overlooked the Ganges River. Underneath my balcony, several boats were tied together at all times. And one boat, this boat, seemed to be the home for this man. He slept here every night, even when it rained, which it did the first three days I was in India.
During the day, he was an strong oarsman, rowing up and down the river all day. And night, he was a vulnerable human being, shielded only by a thin orange cloth.
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