Around the shores of Cats’ Bay, the piles of manure from dumped latrine waste collect into a thick quagmire, fed further by the Rill pouring down from the north. Although the liquid has a hue between yellow and brown, there is a collection of washerwomen on the dock with piles of laundry. They alternate between dipping their laundry into the sludge, then driving out the dirty water by beating it with their boards. Next to them is the fish market.
