All the trees on the compound have been cut down, and my nephew is making preparations to demolish his existing tenement buildings in order to erect a 15-story condominium tower in their place. How many years that will take, I have no idea. A mass exodus of tenants is underway, and a lot of good stuff to be found in the dust bins. One rag picker walked away with three good pairs of shoes and a bag of writing supplies. The scavengers are having their own version of Bilbo Baggins afternoons!