I was sitting here in a cafe on the corner of Chile and Defensa here in Buenos Aires when a crew of 4 teens arrived outside.
The were selling the “Hecho” homeless paper, same idea as Spare Change
where the street vendor makes a profit selling the paper. This alows a homeless person to preserve some dignity and not have to beg without returning anything.
So these 4 kids were selling this paper.
They were walking around giggling, fooling around, when a potential customer appeared suddenly, …
somber, poor, barely able to walk, hungry, down on their luck.
If the passerby didn’t buy the paper they’d curse her behind her back.
Then they’d keep goofing off and smoking their cigarettes.
Two-faced liars.
Yuk. Cigarette.
Posted by volker at July 13, 2004 05:03 PM