When I arrived, by car, it being a distance from me and on top of a hill (not a pleasant walk, I suspect), I was looking around frantically and desperately for the antiques, which were nowhere to be found. Kannon proved to be merciless, or perhaps merciful, given the relative size of my apartment and the growing (albeit still considerably small) collection of objects. So, no antiques market, but I was able to get a close look at the statue, which one could enter via the mouth of a dragon or some sort mythical looking creature. I did not bother to go in, not wanting to pay an admission price for such a thing.
This Godzilla sized monstrosity looks so out of place there, and anywhere, that one wonders who ever thought it up. Perhaps it was someone with the same mind to open a store devoted to gaudy, cheap, and perhaps quite random Made In China Oriental objects in the large space on its grounds, adding to the things that make no sense.
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