It seems to be a good day today to shoot something outdoors with the sun partially diffused by the cloudy weather. That desire ended up somewhere in a dumpsite in Mandaue City.
The great Mahatma Gandhi once said that the greatest crime in this world is poverty. Here you see the poorest among the poor, the people who survive the day picking up somebody dirty trash. The stench foul and putrid, our brave souls (me and my photo buddy bobot)inch our way into the the center of the action where people and flies alike were busy scavenging whatever where once was real drinks, real food.
For them everything you throw doesn't matter anymore. Its all real for them. They eat the spoiled and the foul like its like manna from heaven. For a lot of people this is God's forsaken land, for them this is their home, their livelihood. What's amazing though is that they still seem to give that infectious smile like happy contented souls.
This is their untold story. Stories that are simply washed away like gathering dust when the rain comes.....
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