This is a blind, homeless busker I used to come across quite often the first few years I lived in Liuzhou. He would set up on the west side of The First bridge and sing for hours at a time, wailing at the top of his lungs. He was there almost every day in all kinds of weather. The noise he made was just terrible, painful even. Think a 'cat in heat' kind of howling and that pretty much nails it. Caterwauling.

Over the years I asked a number of people what he was singing about but no one ever admitted to being able to understand the guy. I had given him some money a few times but this was the only time I ever took any photos.. We asked him a few questions but he didn't respond, just kept on singing. Even when Lily told him we'd given him a rather large large sum this time and to be careful with it, he didn't acknowledge us.

I don't know what happened to the old fella' but one day he just stopped showing up. I soon realized, as bad as it was, that I missed his mournful tune... it had become a part of my routine.

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