Today I saw an immigrant, north African, another human. Someone I got to know for a moment because I gave him a sleeping bag and two blankets when he first arrived. He also had a shelter but that one, we lost. I do not know where he sleeps now. His old shelter is in the picture below.
Anyway he looked tired, rather more exhausted and some Roma kids, really young ones (5 or 6) asking him for money. This guy is young, twenties or something. You can never be sure of ages as the journey alters peoples faces. He was so tired and he scrambled around in his pockets to give what little change he had. I watched from a distance and in a moment like this its clear why I still do this work
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