My cousin came to town to see her mom and also celebrate her grandmas death anniversary. And of course, that means food.
On the way home, I passed by this tree---very pleasing to the eyes, but I don't know what it's called.Then as I crossed the bridge closer to my place, this is what I saw. Hungry and addicted children. It's overwhelming to see them hungry after I had just eaten too much good food. But I've come to conclude that the cure for hunger is a job. And yet where do we begin, when it's the parents who have failed these kids?
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