I saw a young black man in his late 20’s to early 30’s with a little boy, probably 10 years old walk towards me. I quickened my pace to “safety”.
Give me something to eat. I am from a homeless shelter and I am hungry.
He shouted from the distance.I felt a wave of remorse. Why did I react like that to a simple plea for help? Have I such little trust in my fellow humans. Why was I scared of this man, who was seemingly harmless?
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