I can honestly think of a fair few better jobs. This chap was
searching for glass bottles which he sells to a local rum factory.
I watched him manuevre through the rubbish and weeds, surrounded
by flies and gnats. I gave him a few pesos after having observed
him for a while, while photographing vultures. He did not want the
money but after a while he relentlessly accepted Cuban pesos, rather
than the tourist currency which is 26x more valuable. Some folks...