Image: Karl Colonnier
“It was very hard to see all these kids standing around me, laughing and dancing, and right behind us was this mountain of trash” – Sascha Schöberl
The air is thick with a noxious fog – a mixture of haze and the smoke from burning tires. The toxic fumes mix with the stench of rotting meat and decaying vegetables. Trash lies heaped all around, not as a result of carelessness but simply because this is a garbage dump. It is also the home and workplace for a group of Burmese ‘Karen’ refugees and their children.