I think I was the butt of a joke tonight. I was photographing the new poor family from a distance with some visitors when the joke started. It was told by one of the visitors with several men laughing but none of the women. I think the joke was about me. No problems, its good to be joked about, it means the people, the families are pretty relaxed around me. Many time foreigners, strangers, spark fear, and a quiet staring from the workers at the dump, I have mostly progressed beyond that, a good thing, I think. If people can make fun of you, it means that your viewed as one of them, or almost one of them.