Boys wearing scarves and gloves and stickers on their faces.
Kites. All the time.
Barbed wire gates, a tangle of electrical lines, and hard working people.
Election posters everywhere, everywhere, and everywhere.
And campaign events happening right outside our apartment gate.
Girls playing in the street. Our apartment in the background.
Jeepneys and stuff.
The view from where I’m sitting right now. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: those kites.
This is my neighborhood.