On the first night I arrived in Haiti, after I had settled in at the Hotel Christophe, I asked Benito if he’d show me around the city. We drove to the top of a hill, allowing a grand view of the city. That was nice, sure, and good to see the lay of the land, but as I was walking around I noticed some stairs that led to a basketball court just below us. What was going on down below was much more interesting to me that a bunch of buildings.
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