I arrived at Parson's center, on the edge of Queens. The sun was terribly bright and hot, and I scrambled to find a place of shade. I reached a shady bus stop and started guzzling water. There, I met Joe, a social worker. Joe had a car in queens but had to sell it since gas prices made it difficult for him to keep the vehicle. Now he is relying on buses and his feet to get around the area. Joe, in the picture, was asking me why we are sending troops and food to other countries when there are people without enough food and gas in queens? That is a damned good question, since I have seen quite a few of what appears to be homeless people in this area already.
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