I walk alone Yesterday we had stopped into a cafe. The capp…

I walk alone
Yesterday we had stopped into a cafe. The cappuccino was good. We exited the shop and a beggar with good English approached. He ask my lady and she denied, as I carry the money while we are out. He told he was from Palestine, and he has been stuck here for years. I gave him 20 bolivians. He told us that he was here before the war, working in a mine. Now he can't get a passport or go home, he is a nobody. He told me with strong emotion in his eyes that his whole family is dead, his mother is dead and that I walk alone. I gave him another 20 and wished him well.