‘This is an unfortunate neighbourhood.’
Said a friend who moved to another house in an area more pleasant than before. His choice of words were peculiar.
‘Nobody comes to the doors here asking, begging. Unlike where we used to live. (Oh?..) Mm.
Having food for the day is good, having food more than one day is great.
People beg the day. People give for life.
A necessity for one, an opportunity for the other.
In the land of real opportunities, the needy are the real givers.’
*Pic (is of a motorbike mechanic + launderette + cooking gas reseller attached to a house,) near school. They place their food waste there daily.
**Here, even random grazing goats get to eat. And random eating people, get to give. At their doorstep.