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Inside a Haitian Slaughterhouse 
Reuters Photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That’s something else. If you haven’t heard that before, it’s quite something. It’s very early in the morning when this goes on, well before dawn. Day after day, it’s the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, nearby, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, others with tarpaulins. La Saline isn’t among the best neighbourhoods of Port-au-Prince, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the animals for the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we make, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I’m sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours well before dawn." 
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RTX24K5P 
January 29, 2016 
A butcher cuts the skin of an animal as he peels it at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher cuts the skin of an animal as he peels it at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5O 
January 29, 2016 
Jesner Sakage takes a goat head out of a pot at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Jesner Sakage takes a goat head out of a pot at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5L 
January 29, 2016 
Two men push a wheelbarrow loaded with two pigs to be butchered at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Two men push a wheelbarrow loaded with two pigs to be butchered at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5J 
January 29, 2016 
Sheep for sale lie on the ground at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Sheep for sale lie on the ground at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES TPX IMAGES OF THE DAY
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RTX24K5I 
January 29, 2016 
A butcher carries a butchered goat on his head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher carries a butchered goat on his head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5H 
January 29, 2016 
Jesner Sakage peels a goat head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Jesner Sakage peels a goat head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5G 
January 29, 2016 
A man pulls two goats at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A man pulls two goats at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5F 
January 29, 2016 
A man ties animals on his motorbike to transport them at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A man ties animals on his motorbike to transport them at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5D 
January 29, 2016 
Jesner Sakage takes a goat head out of a pot at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Jesner Sakage takes a goat head out of a pot at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K5C 
January 29, 2016 
A butcher blows the skin of a goat at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher blows the skin of a goat at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
HAITI-ANIMALS/
RTX24K5B 
January 29, 2016 
Jean Libonet hangs a butchered goat to be sold at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Jean Libonet hangs a butchered goat to be sold at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
HAITI-ANIMALS/
RTX24K59 
January 29, 2016 
A butcher is seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher is seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K58 
January 29, 2016 
A butcher carries a butchered goat at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher carries a butchered goat at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K57 
January 29, 2016 
Two butchered goats lie on a table at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Two butchered goats lie on a table at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K56 
January 29, 2016 
Jesner Sakage peels a goat head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Jesner Sakage peels a goat head at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
HAITI-ANIMALS/
RTX24K55 
January 29, 2016 
Sheep for sale lie on the ground La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Sheep for sale lie on the ground La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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RTX24K4S 
January 29, 2016 
A street vendor has breakfast at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A street vendor has breakfast at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, April 4, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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January 29, 2016 
Live goats stands in La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 27, 2015. Reuters photographer... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Live goats stands in La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 27, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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January 29, 2016 
A butcher peels the skin of a pig at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015.... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A butcher peels the skin of a pig at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 20, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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January 29, 2016 
Dead and live goats are seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
Dead and live goats are seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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January 29, 2016 
A wheelbarrow loaded with two butchered pigs is seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,... 
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti 
The Wider Image: Inside a Haitian slaughterhouse 
A wheelbarrow loaded with two butchered pigs is seen at La Saline slaughterhouse in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, March 19, 2015. Reuters photographer Andres Martinez Casares: "The grunts of a pig or the bleating of a goat are one thing. Then there's the sound of animals about to be killed. That's something else. If you haven't heard that before, it's quite something. It's very early in the morning when this happens, well before dawn. Day after day, it's the same toil over and over again. The market of Croix des Bossales, in an area that once held a slave market, stands among impoverished Haiti's interim parliament compound, shipping ports, and downtown Port-au-Prince. The outdoor slaughterhouse of La Saline, which supplies the market, is mired in mud and littered with rubbish. It's a cluster of shacks, some with tin roofs, other with tarpaulins. It isn't among the best neighbourhoods, so to start with it was complicated being there. Little by little people became more trusting and let me work in peace to document the daily grind of killing and preparing the market. Smell is one of the most basic associations we have, taking us back to childhood or reminding us of a loved one. The stench produced from burning animal skins is very distinctive. But the smell that best defines this place is a mix of damp earth, animal dung and blood, which you can savour from the road when you pass by. If in the future I happen to chance on that kind of smell again, I am sure it will take me back to Port-au-Prince in the hours before dawn." REUTERS/Andres Martinez Casares SEARCH "SLAUGHTERHOUSE" FOR ALL IMAGES 
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