The shelter is not the most peaceful place to be.
I have already talked about what these art galleries around the corner from the shelter put on their windows after I had sat on the public benches in front of them a few times; it's disgustingly vicious, and today, this woman decided it wasn't vicious enough:
I never asked for what happened to me. There's nothing that can make up for what the conglomerate has done to me.
Don't worry, I won't be sitting out front of your disgusting galleries for much longer tonight. The curfew at the shelter is 7:00 p.m., even on a beautiful summer evening.
Copyright L. Kochman, July 31, 2015 @ 6:04 p.m./edited August 1, 2015 @ 8:00 a.m.
