tonight a bunch of us went with Midnight Run, a group of people who make run giving out food and neccessities to the city's homeless population.
we had sandwiches, bottled waters, sweaters, shirts, socks, underwear, shoes, deodorant, razors, shaving cream, toothbrushes, toopaste, fresh (hot!) soup and coffee...
i have no idea how or why these people ended up on the street or in need of food and clothes. one man said that he worked at the WTC, and when the restaurant he worked in was destroyed, he was left with nothing. i can't begin to imagine it.
my thoughts are still scattered, but i'm pretty sure that i'm going to go again.
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