The swarm of flies offers the sport away.
“Meals,” one of many ravenous kids calls out at a garbage dump in Venezuela’s second metropolis, Maracaibo.
We see a number of small arms dig right into a bin bag and stuff its contents into their mouths.
What they descend on has disintegrated a lot within the sweltering warmth that we can not make out what it’s.
One chunk seems like a soggy little bit of bread, whereas one other could…