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Jacmel's mayor Edwin "Edo" Zenny chats with constituents outside the library and the town square in Jacmel, Haiti.Deborah Baic/The Globe and Mail

Follow the links below to view our video reports from Jacmel, Haiti (works on select smart phones). You can also view the entire Jacmel project on our mobile-optimized website.

A ministry without a church The Baptist church that stands sentry to Jacmel's beloved heritage district had housed 165 years worth of Sunday prayers before the evening of January 12.

A home of tents Newly homeless, Midi Jackson banded together with a group of neighbours and shuttled their families into a small, enclosed yard a few blocks from their destroyed homes.

Zaka's loss With his best friend's gentle prodding and financial backing, Zaka had gotten into undergraduate studies at a Canadian university. He was also working on some films and re-energizing the youth arts community through a downtown gallery. Then came the earthquake, which killed his mentor and threatened to derail his future.

A shopkeeper's debts Amidst the dust and rubble that clouded Avenue de la Liberte for weeks after the earthquake, the happy, rainbow-painted sign of one tiny shop stood out. From the outside, you couldnt tell that the roof had caved in on Ninis flower and gift shop, or that the shelf contents had been shaken onto the floor.

The Power Brokers In accordance with Haitian tradition, the list of power brokers in Jacmel today is long and mostly unofficial. Everyone who is successfully conducting business in this town from foreign government workers to multinational aid organizations and small-time entrepreneurs has learned this lesson.

A hotel falls silent For 32 years, a beachfront jewel named La Jacmelienne has been drawing Haitian and international tourists to Jacmels palm-strewn shore. But the hotel was so severely damaged in the earthquake that it was immediately and indefinitely shuttered. Complicating its future is a half-million dollar repair bill and the fact that its ownership is marred in a long-running family dispute.

Homeless artisans have no place to work Instead of paintings and artwork, Rue St. Anne is littered these days with an endless sea of concrete rubble.

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