The way into the cave is a narrow, low utility tunnel, where the water
pipes of the residents above are often submerged beneath smelly sewer water.
Mmm good.
The cave has a "shrine" made from some old metal thing and equipped
with lots of candles and dead beer containers. Somehow the local kids manage
to get in and haul lots of alcohol and other mind altering substances through
the crouch tunnels in order to party hearty down here under their parents'
houses.
I always looks surprised in these crawl tunnel type self portraits.