Caty
and I went to the birthday party of a former colleague in the south
hills, and on the way back home we drove through the neighborhoods
instead of bypassing everything by jumping on 79. The first time a guy was on a
corner asking for human kindness (on his signage) I didn't get a pic,
but the second time I was ready. Looking at the photo now, my heart
hurts. What's worse: Averting your eyes, taking a picture, or giving
an addict money?
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