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Black marketeers in Haiti may face end of era
PORT-AU-PRINCE. Oct 13: Gasoline glistens on the arms and legs of Laitil St. Louis. Her feet, slipped into plastic thongs, ooze into a muddy morass of water and gas.
She stinks of gas: her eyes burn from it. Bui ga«. these past three years, has been her salvation.
According to AP. St Louis is one of the gas peddlers of Port-au-Prince. For three years, while an international embargo supposedly stopped fuel shipments into Haiti, she has sold gasoline openly on the streets.
Soon, she will have no livelihood. With the embargo ending ^nd President Jean-Bertrand Aristide returning to power, the big oil companies will be shipping fuel directly into Port-au-Prince once more. Within weeks. Haiti's Shell. Texaco and Esso stations will reopen. .
just like that — poof! — the gas sellers will, vanish.
This brings a resigned smile to Jhe lightly-creased face of Laitil St. Louis, who is 46 years old and has 10 children. T will be happy when this business will be over.” site says. “I don't make a good life with this kind of business.''
Throughout Haiti, the international embargo has nurtured a thriving — and quite open — black market in imported goods.
Peddlers sell Imported cigarettes. candy, gum, soap, shampoo, soft drinks. Lately, several young men have been standing In the same spot every day selling little plastic replicas of US military tanks
and armored vehicles. The real things rumble by every few minutes.
But no vendors, work harder, or do a brisker business. than the gasoline peddlers.
The peddlers line the road theft weaves through the capital’s jiort district. They wave their siphons at the neverending stream of auto traffic, and crowd around anyone who slows down.
It is nasty, unpleasant work. But at least it is work.
A few- feet from LaitlT St. Louis, her son. Raphael Semercler, uses a sponge to sop up the gas floating on the surface of a puddle. It Is then squeezed Into a siphon that flows Into a plastic 1-gallon (3.8-liter) jug.
Behind him. a man stands leaning on a 55-gallon (209-
liter) gasoline drum that was brought by truck from the neighbouring Dominican Republic. He is holding a lit cigarette a few inches away from it. No one seems to notice, or care.
The peddlers haggle, but the price is remarkably uniform from one vendor to the next. Today, the price is 3.60 dollars a gallon (3.8 liters). At its peak a month ago. gas was as much as 10 dollars a gallon (3.8 liters). The price has dropped as the embargo has waned.
On a good day, the gas peddlers say, they make three or four dollars. On a bad day, they lose money to thieves.
St Louis lives in Cite Soleil. the wretched slum that is home to Port-au-Prince’s poorest residents.