An alley market near our apartment had a collection of small busts. You know, all the great leaders of history.
The safest spot to be in event of a fire. Unless the fire extinguisher collection is itself on fire. Then we're all screwed.
In the alley market, you can also buy pet chipmunks. (They also had squirrels, but the squirrels were so lethargic that their picture was just sad, so I didn't include it.)
Recession never looked so good!
Who says poor people never have anything nice? This bungalow that houses our campus guards has had a swanky rooftop pool for the past two weeks now. Consider me jealous.