Across the street from the park where I spent a lot of time. Jogged in the park, played basketball there, played on the swings with the cousins, and just walked through every night on my way to Ileanas house. Many times I stopped in these little stores for a snack, or a bottle of water, or to write an e-mail. This particular snapshot was taken the Sunday morning before returning to America. It makes me feel very sad to look at it.