This is a typical Filipino home, presented for comparison with Candipallas. In reality, it's a home belonging to the lower class among Filipinos. It's better than the residences around the Abakhan River, but...

The monthly rent is 4,000 pesos (approximately 100,000 KRW), including internet and water. They say two people live here. I'm originally an experientialist and tend to like experiencing various things firsthand, especially things that can be compared. Even better if they relate to human desires. Yes, it's an economic comparison. This is also one of the main reasons I came to the Philippines. At first, it was for friends and entertainment. But the more I stayed, the more I found an indescribable charm unique to the Philippines that I couldn't experience or understand in Korea.

Slums spread out right next to the upper-class residences of Candipallas...

Beggars opening doors at every convenience store... countless beggars on the streets... women in numerous entertainment establishments who don't hesitate to sell themselves. A woman showing her family and home to the man who bought her... When asked to choose a menu item at Jollibee because she said she was very hungry, she confidently chose the most expensive burger... An environment where giving one coin to a pitiful child in front of a restaurant results in over ten children surrounding you... A street vendor selling what is likely garbage food (pagpag) for 10 pesos (250 KRW), encouraging people to eat the cartilage between the bones of fried chicken wing bones with no meat on them... Truly incomprehensible scenes unfold.

Well, it evokes various emotions like conscience, pity, sympathy, and curiosity, and that's interesting in its own way, but...

Anyway, I had the opportunity to film a video of a commoner's home in the lower class of Filipino society for comparison with Candipallas, and I took it. When I showed it to my friend, they also said "Wow..." in surprise.

As I mentioned earlier, I'm an experientialist and like to experience things with clear comparative advantages, but I couldn't bring myself to accept the homeowner's offer to stay the night. The living conditions were that poor; I couldn't even stretch out my legs to lie down, it was too cramped, the bathroom had no toilet seat, there was only one room for the kitchen and bedroom, and there were issues with smell and hygiene. (Moreover, this wasn't even the worst house I've seen. It was a babae's house, where they just put a tin roof on bricks and called it a home, living with their family. I froze for a moment, feeling a sense of dread, and the night scene in that alley, that house, and that feeling still come to mind sometimes, even after 8 years.)

In any case, this is one of the rare instances where I was satisfied with a brief glimpse in my life and gave up on the experience. The owner seems to live there nonchalantly, which is strange...

I don't remember the location anymore, but... it was a house that made me ponder a lot... I'm uploading the video here.