I asked myself, is this person still with us? No way of knowing, except by interrupting what might be a much needed sleep. This was not my neighborhood, my home turf. I went on.
I've been living with a tweet from Pope Francis from March 30:
Along the daily way of the cross, we meet the faces of so many brothers and sisters in difficulty: let us not pass by, let us allow our hearts to be moved with compassion, and let us draw near.
But in this crazy rich city where so many in pain live on the streets, often I just ask, how?
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