Been shopping

She walked out of the shop. She was old and bent and struggling along pulling her trolley. As I often do when I see people like that, I wondered about her background. What was she going back to? A lonely flat, a frail husband? Did she have adult children to support her?
or grandchildren to bring light into her life. We are daily surrounded by so many fates, some sad some happy. Behind me a homeless was lying on the wet pavement in an alcoholic sleep a couple of empty bottles next to him. Life moved on
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