One of many sadnesses

I see so many kinds of people every day who make me sad. Older men, alone in Starbucks, drinking some kind of too sweet beverage, simply being lonely. What are they looking for? They’re worse than homeless people, for what they need most is tangible and yes I can spare a dollar. But what does it feel like to go unnoticed?

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