Walking back from the mall: Over the road bridge:

Walking back from the mall: Lots of election campaign posters:

The road where I’m staying currently, with my relative, S.

My temporary room:

The view from the little balcony outside my room:

The dining area balcony:

And S.’s living room..

..with all sorts.. of random, useless, shit - that many richer people here seem to store in their living rooms.

Perhaps it is meant to signify wealth? Or.. alternatively, that this person likes random shit. In which case I could help by flying a half shark-eaten helicopter covered in cows blood in through the beautifully vista-d window..

I hope she likes it..