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La Paz is crowded by kids soliciting for money. I saw him at a park. There was something about the expressions on his face that caught my attention: a cocktail of despair, anguish, helplessness and agony all throwing a thin curtain over leftovers of a lost smile. When I asked him why he doesn’t go to school, he said “what would I eat?” Before I could ask his name, he grabbed the coins from my hand and ran off to solicit another foreigner.
NB: For continuation of my story, please take this as photo # 2. (I could not change the order of the photos): by nitinb82, Views[656]](https://s3.amazonaws.com/aphs.worldnomads.com/nitinb82/42907/IMG_42771_medium.jpg "Street Urchin:
La Paz is crowded by kids soliciting for money. I saw him at a park. There was something about the expressions on his face that caught my attention: a cocktail of despair, anguish, helplessness and agony all throwing a thin curtain over leftovers of a lost smile. When I asked him why he doesn’t go to school, he said “what would I eat?” Before I could ask his name, he grabbed the coins from my hand and ran off to solicit another foreigner.
NB: For continuation of my story, please take this as photo # 2. (I could not change the order of the photos): by nitinb82, Views[656]")
Street Urchin:
La Paz is crowded by kids soliciting for money. I saw him at a park. There was something about the expressions on his face that caught my attention: a cocktail of despair, anguish, helplessness and agony all throwing a thin curtain over leftovers of a lost smile. When I asked him why he doesn’t go to school, he said “what would I eat?” Before I could ask his name, he grabbed the coins from my hand and ran off to solicit another foreigner.
NB: For continuation of my story, please take this as photo # 2. (I could not change the order of the photos)
by nitinb82 | Views [656]