Nesting

I went to Bombay this weekend to house hunt. on our way to the fifth place that day we drove through this huge area of what looked decaying wet boxes piled on top of one another decorated with flashes of candy-pinks, sky-blues, saffron-oranges dotting the invisble lines from level to level. Mr. Bombay Dream said to me, "Welcome to Asia's largest slum." Am I crazy? I have entered a whole other jungle. new york was cake, at times peppered with a little arsenic, compared to this.