Life seemed to be on the edge of chaos misery was spreading with the upsurge in gutter poverty and that haunting stare, wherever you walked beggars pleading their will to live receding. Arriving home one evening, there, sitting on my porch step, a man, this was my first impression nearing, its shape changed before me …
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