Picture taked in Havana, Cuba (2017). Outside of the touristic zone where the people dont go due to the fear of something happen. The trash is piled on the street, the buildings already fall time ago and the people just look to live the day at day.
So strength as almost everything is a matter of perspective. Is it individual or collective? Is it a muscle or a building column? or is the irony of believe that something that will help you is destroying you?