At the second trip to Bangkok, I saw a little girl (maybe 5) walking the street holding a basket for change while a zombie-like guy with a keloid-covered face was putting his hands on her shoulder.
I put money in the girl's basket.
She put her hands together, said something, and started walking again.
I don't know if it was make-up to fake the burn injury so he could make money as a freak show, but it didn't really matter to me.
I can't imagine how tough it would be for a 5 year old girl to walk with zombie-like guy (fake or not) at midnight, being pitied or laughed at by drunken foreigners.
There is so much unfairness in the world, and I feel guilty being born in the richest country in the world.
I don't think the problem will disappear while I'm alive (or ever), but at least I want to do something to help make the world a better place.
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