There is poverty everywhere. The young woman holds up a cardboard sign at the metro entrance which asks simply for a smile and of course I comply. I don't have change and tell her so and she beams back a largely toothless smile and tells me it's okay. I remind myself to always have change on hand.
We're sitting on a powder keg.
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