They look just like your average joe. Or like your father, or mother, even. It’s scary to think about it,…
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loving the poor
Lorong 23
The eyes stared blankly toward the busy road, hungry. How they gripped me. As I walked past, the chilling scene…
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Elizabeth Arden.
I don’t know what made me run all the way back. He had refused three times. He already refused. Profusely,…
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Those eyes.
Those eyes! I was walking down the flight of steps at a train station in town when I caught sight…
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The Treasure of the Poor
I remember being very shocked when I saw what I saw. I was in Nepal visiting the orphans when Zahina*,…
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No worries.
We’re all sitting on trains, with our destinations in mind. Crumpled, our train tickets lie in our pockets, as evidence…
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