These families survive by salvaging garbage. Every day they risk their lives for scraps, scraps of food that they eat, or scraps of recycle-able material which they sell. The sad thing is they make twice what farmers do in the same country. So here, at least, high risk equates to relatively high reward.
how cursed are we to have food? to have the luxury of non working stomachs? I envy these people their hunger, their gratitude, their community. It is warmer and kinder than anything I see among the supposedly “rich”
It’s a nasty thing, letting the billionaires be right about something. They say we aren’t poor […]