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Tuesday, 13 December 2011

"S TOWN"

Shot near Cartimar Recto, the name is based from the vandal written in the wall of an establishment. Two children were looking something in the sewer as I took some pictures of it.

Obviously, they want themselves to have pictures of themselves in exchange for coins.

It was late afternoon when I took some early dinner in that restaurant in Quiapo. I was so hungry and longing for Bulalo (beef marrow soup) at that time that, with a friend, went to a restaurant just to find old pictures, memorabilia, and perhaps a nice meal of Bulalo soup despite difficult to chew its meat (perhaps the meat was old or not been pressure cookered in it.)

Kinda nice place as what I've seen it, although outside lies once-prominent houses turned accessorias surrounding it, my friend even told me about his childhood having birthday cakes bought for free in a bakery near the restaurant we're eating; that Quiapo itself was a once prominent place with rich or middle-class people living in it, as evidenced by the old houses that end up dilapidated and threatened of demolition.

But then, the food was nice no matter how hard the meat was.

Sleepless in Quiapo

Sleepless in Quiapo

Again, before I went home, I took some pictures of people sleeping or preparing themselves to sleep in the sidewalks of Quiapo. One of them afford to have an old sofa for a bed, while others were simply looking at people, sipping softdrinks being bought or given by someone else out of mercy.

Sadly to say, it happens everyday in Quiapo. From sleeping in the sidewalk to sniffing glue, this made mainstream media thinks of the poor as these people.