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I come in the fruit store. There is a guy there asking if he can take some food that are pass due date, the cashier says no… He had a quick glance, somehow as if he knew me, or if he was aware that I was aware…

I go buy my food, chosing some vegetable to make a healthy and cheap lunch. I buy myself a candy bar, have my own bag, 10$ lunch, all good.

I leave the fruit store to buy some computer memory for the office. I met the same guy on the street. Again he ask for a part of the candy bar I was chewing on. I motion negatively, mostly as a defense mechanism. Then I felt bad. For some reason. Maybe I was hungry, maybe he was hungry. I don’t know.

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