Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Humanity


Whenever I'm by Roosevelt I stop and have a couple of Grilled chicken tacos at a Taco Stand under the 7 train, right outside the subway entrance. I order my tacos, take a drink from a bucket outside the stand.. I eat them on a little corner of a shelve in front of the window where they serve... I pay when I'm done, at the pace that I've chosen without the slightest suspicion from the two young Mexican girls inside the stand that I could easily bolt at anytime without paying... It is a sense of community, of trust, extended to a complete stranger that is lovely; normal amongst the poor...

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