what we have in common our poor condition in this land, in nakedness, in the freezing cold, sleep in fatigue, with every penalty that afflicts the body suffering falls that which separates men are extinguished artificial categories that divide mankind into the righteous and the unrighteous, in criminal and worthy of honor, there is more than the poor beast eternal earthly creature who is hungry, thirsty, need to sleep and fatigue as you and I, like everyone else. I looked like a spell, as he drank the milk in small sips dense, gently but eagerly, to finish picking up the crumbs of bread. I was ashamed to have seen, shame because it was a time that I had met this unfortunate and I was allowed to continue their dark road following him like a racehorse, just curious, not trying to stop or help. He took me an inordinate desire to address him, to talk, to offer something. How do you begin? How can challenge? Hurt, I thought to seek, to invent an excuse, a pretext, however, not found. So we are! Show a touch miserable, when imposed is to act decisively, bold and harbor purposes, however, it is unfortunate our lack of courage to break the thin layer of air that separates man from man, even when we know that is from trouble. But there is more sensitive to help a man while claiming not to support, everybody knows, as the silence that asks for nothing is the last thing that remains: pride ....
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