L levo years living here, this vast plain lazy and sleep under any tree. I remember when this was a wasteland. One day someone planted here some planks and covered with cardboard and sheets. With the passage of time were coming and encouraged other men, followed by stacking materials to build their own shelter. That was taking shape and growing proportion. Every day is larger. The growth rate is soaring. They come and go hardly. I watch in the distance from the sidewalk. Photomontage of Filip Dujardin
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