SWEET MANGO VISIONS AND CONCRETE STREETS

The scent of ripe mangoes wafts on the humid air, a glowing promise of delight. But below, beneath the canopy of ancient trees, the streets are hard, laid with concrete that reflects the blazing sun. A child's laughter rings in the cobbled alleyways, a fleeting spark of innocence amidst the thrumming life that flows around them. These bustling