C261 White Head

Lise, who was screaming as she walked on the rickety planks, wanted to take a picture with me on this special bridge and hold back a passing young man so he could take a picture of us.

"I'll start once I count to three." The young man held up Sister Li's single hair and made a gesture. He then began to shout, "One, two, three."

The moment I pressed the shutter button