"In one of the isolated ends of K.R. Market, near where the market soon starts to merge in with the rest of the city, lies a huge field, where all the garbage seems to line up and get dumped, where children spend most of their time playing different games. Being the residence of several laborers, vendors, and sellers, sheds and tents are lined up across the field to protect them from the fierce rainfall by the thunderous clouds of Bangalore; this unofficial landfill seems to be an economy within itself."