The roads are a rutted mess of mud, garbage and lord knows what. My insides shrink when this squalid mix touches my toes. The sky is an unloving grey, sending forth showers of questionable rain.
The traffic is like the mind of a maniac, directionless, rude, pushing forward, ambulances pathetically waiting to be given right of way..but nobody seems to care. Ragged children pester me at every traffic stop, it breaks my heart to see a child carrying a child, with no certainty of food, clothing, shelter, parents or personal safety. If I can buy them a meal or a smile, why not?
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