'll tell you that yesterday was on the border with Panama queuing stamping the passport.
was in the middle of absolute nothingness in extreme poverty, you are of men than of nature. I Costa Rica divided from a dirty river and a wooden bridge 200 meters long pipe century, spending enormous size trucks and people on foot from various countries of the world that we dared not look down and that otherwise not going to take a step forward from what was seen as scary.
Around dust and hunger and mangy dogs border military faces looking at him Panamanian style one-eyed dog pissed border, the only entertainment stores were full of cheesy China Pan American, North African and Canadian, American, as we say the Sicilians ...
queued While a child came up to me asking for charity, was a boy cholo, as they say here the Indians six years old, very friendly and persistent in your prayers, I said that in life you should never degrade asking for charity, looked surprised, we had a little bit unguents. We laughed a lot and we became friends, is called Julio ...
Then we lost sight and after a while I saw off in the middle of a crowd of people, in the hands had a wooden box that what it takes to clean shoes, I called aloud, Julio, Julio, in the midst of the crowd when he saw me running rushed to me with a smile to all teeth, we hugged and I said, you know? I followed your advice, but all people have flip-flops or tennis shoes, what works is that they do not clean anything but give me money. Is that asking charity?
I replied that it was shown that unless you earn more pathetic, and he told me was true, because that was the day where earned more money than ever.
We salute as two lifelong buddies and ran off happily to their destination and I was fascinated watching him and staying at mine. .. was extraordinary to see how a little boy was carrying huge injustice joy of adult men.
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