how she is and look her in the eyes and talk to her like the human being she is. i hate the look of shame in their eyes when i speak to them for the first time, a shame we share, but i love watching their faces soften when they see that i am not judging them and just want to say hi.
i have shared money, food, a kind word, a short conversation. i know it’s not much, what i offer. and i know i’m not the only one who shares in this way. i know that there are others out there, reaching out in small ways and also those 