Poverty. Best not to think about it.

This morning in London.

Extraordinary? No.
Sad? Only if you think about it. About who she is, what she’s dreaming of, how she got there.

So, probably best not to think about it.

Blog Action Day 08 – Poverty

3 thoughts on “Poverty. Best not to think about it.”

  1. Bastard Londoners.

    I don’t understand how people can just walk by someone on the street like that…

    Maybe I’m living in madutopiaworld; but as long as I’m not in a crazyrush and the person isn’t obviously an addict of some kind and beyond my help, I’ll stop and talk to them. Simple things make all the difference… getting them a coffee or food or helping them get in a shelter if possible.

    All of those walking-on-by bastards make me so very angry at the 21st century.

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