On numerous occasions games have given me refuge from dicey situations by providing a context to integrate with those around me. The photograph of the elder in the Bingo hall came about when I deemed the street to be too risky and ducked into the building where he was playing. The card game image was taken in a somewhat notorious market, and the players ultimately advised me as to the safest way to make it back to my hotel. In another instance (not shown here), on the outskirts of Tegucigalpa, Honduras, I felt nervous about my surroundings, so I approached a group of young men playing soccer. After some time photographing their competition and later chatting as they rested, I asked them if there was anywhere I should avoid if I didn’t want to be robbed. One of them laughed and said that I would now be fine throughout the neighborhood since they were the ones that would have robbed me!
