Walking across town this morning meant moving through at least four levels of poverty: the people so lost to addiction and trauma that they're just out surviving; the people lucid enough to beg; the people with just enough to operate a little food/drink stand, hustling in the streets; and the people with slightly more stability, working in shabby tiendas with lean, lean margins.
And... I was listening to a podcast on white-collar grifters while walking.
Our world is broken in so, so many ways.
@MLClark Stay safe.
You can't be the world's heart or its conscience—that's too big a job for one heart to handle.
Wifi for my laptop acquired, though!
And the view ain't too shabby.
Now, we work.
#Colombia