During a visit to Nigg, Corentyne in the scorching mid-afternoon sun, the village appears quiet and empty with hardly any activity, save for vehicles including a horse-cart with passengers, passing through.
Residents were probably indoors taking a rest or completing chores. Workers at a spray-paint shop were busy spraying vehicles but the owner was too shy to give a comment. Three other persons were relaxing in hammocks under a house while a horse grazed in the yard. One of the men got up when this newspaper approached.
He was very helpful but he too was shy and did not “want to be in the
