At the Badonkadonk bar in Manila’s historic Ermita district, a lone tourist sits on the balcony at sunset. The tortured cry of a drunken karaoke singer nearby competes with an Alicia Keys video on the club’s widescreen television. The bar, one of the newest in the area, is modern and well-appointed with chilly air-conditioning, cowboy-themed waitresses and a booming sound system, but it is a rarity. The view of Manila's oldest tourist district from the bar's balcony quickly snaps visitors back to reality. On the street below, a homeless man in tattered underwear can be seen bathing in a bucket. A few feet away, an elderly woman sleeps on the sidewalk in a bed made of cardboard and rags. Her slippers are placed neatly beside her, as pedestrians step by gingerly.