On the main street, on the corner, just across from the market and next to the veterinarian, the Kodak sign indicates Oumar Ly’s Studio. Two large hinged door sections, held on each side by a stone, leaving a view into the inside of the studio, a bench and a display cabinet where old black and white photographs are pinned. Oumar Ly, photographer and master of the house, is there this morning as he prepares the tea for his childhood friends, today retired. Together, they enjoy the moment chatting, before lunchtime will separate them. Mister Ly closes then the boutique to return in direction of the Thioffy neighborhood, where his house is.
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