when walking in addis ababa (the main city), i noticed that every passerby would fist look at my feet then tilt up to my face. “shoes make the man” they say. which didn’t far well for me due to the fact that i was still wearing my rugged backpacking solomon shoes, still covered in mud and cow excrement.

with that said, i found myself taking a number of pictures of feet. mainly because i feel like they can tell such a story without much expression. cracks, cuts, shoeless, sandals, elephantitus and polio. they all tell such deep stories.

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