From a wall in Taipa, Mary Jane with her familiar sultry smile. The shop has been ruined and vacated , but I guess they could not find it in their hearts to break the wall down. Something about her, I tell you .
Mary. The holy one. From the St paul’s cathedral (atleast what is left of it.) The church burnt down , twice I think and only the frontal of it remains. So infact , Mary has being charred as well. Yet still she smiles with compassion.