At the northern end of the Manila harbour, is a Dantesque vision from hell, turned postcard-for-global-poverty. Smokey Mountain is a 50-year-old mountain of garbage that locals literally live off. They search through it, burn it, separate it, recycle it, sell it, and even eat some of it.
When I visited Smokey Mountain, I was shocked by what I found. But I also felt a sense of hope from the warmth in the people who lived there.