They looked homeless to me . . .

They looked homeless to me. It’s a feeling that came to me when I saw them today. No, I didn’t stop to speak. It was a man and woman sitting on the ground with stuff around them, bags. They looked tired to me. I could sense enthusiasm leaving my body.

This may be a useless post, but it happened and that’s how I felt. Where may they sleep tonight? What will they eat?

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