Pink Stripes
I first noticed the pile of pink striped fabric on the floor of what might be a convenience store in Vietnam.
Then, next door, I noticed a little clothing factory behind a chain link fence where the dresses were being made.
All was quiet in the open-air factory. The women were on a lunch break, I suspect.
In a few minutes, one lady came back to work in the convenience store. Her job was to trim the threads close to the seams.
A chicken, tied up outside, wore the same striped fabric, but in green.