“Smoke, pollution, dust and bad weather. That's my actual and the norm of my days. I can sell just as exact as to what we need: a meal or two for the whole day. We don't eat a lot, we want to eat a lot, but we run out of something to eat. I have at least 8 kids, three of them with families already, like us still facing the darkness. Five of which are currently screaming to fight hunger and nothing-ness. Two of the five are infants, a year in gap. And three from the five scavenge for food and junk in wastelands and garbage cans. No one goes to school. My husband left us alone and married another bitch. But we can still smile out of broken teeth.”
