Just returned from a morning stroll with Phil. We went down a side street full of parked of bicycle rickshaws. Each rickshaw held its operator, so doubled as the apartment. Something has struck me each day and this day it's the sheer magnitude of homeless folks. They are everywhere. The sidewalks are full of them until work begins for the day.
These aren't homeless in the sense I am used to. They have jobs, families, and normal daily routines. There just aren't enough roofs to go around.
Now it's a tuk tuk race to the busiest market in the city. Might get a machete and a haircut.
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