I was in Ghana, West Africa driving along a road when we turned into a driveway to speak with a man about the use of a truck the next day. We pulled up to the gate and the driver honked the horn prompting the gate to open moments later. After exiting the van I noticed the gate had been opened by a Muslim man working for the home owner. This face made me want to know everything about this man, the weathered skin, the kind eyes with more that a touch of mystery; I just wanted to sit and have him tell me about his life. A few minutes later we were pulling away after setting up the use of the truck for a video shoot the next day, so my fantasy interview was thwarted; but I did get a picture with his permission.
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