On my walk today...
Being told, by a man who is cleaning his feet on the sidewalk, that I am the most beautiful woman he has seen today.Three or four people sleeping on steps or in corners.
An elderly chinese couple.
A man searching the trash can for empty bottles and cans.
A drug deal happening in an alley in broad daylight.
A room of prayer that sees many people in and out each day.
A lock that is broken in one year because it gets used so much.
It's a strange place that I live, but it's home. I am glad that I am here.
posted by bec @ 12:25 pm
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