One sentence. Kept me thinking this day.
Handing over a bowl of hot soup to an homeless man
in the street. Thankful look. Followed by the question:
"Where does it come from?" Told him I bought it in a
shop nearby.
Short moment of silence...
"It's not poisoned, is it?"
One sentence. Kept me thinking until now.
What kind of world do we live in?
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