Tag Archives: The homelss in New York City

When The Student’s Ready

You’re not supposed to talk about your random acts of kindness, but to say I was humbled by this experience makes me want to share it. I was having a really bad day after losing my house keys while running. … Continue reading

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Remnants of a Beauty

I’m on the train once again, when a girl in her 30s? 40s? clearly an addict, is methodically asking for money. Now, I don’t carry cash during the day, because by the time I get home, it’s gone, given away … Continue reading

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