My mom and dad own a restaurant in the Bronx, New York. They are busy most of the day, especially during lunchtime. They are normally very nice to all of their customers, but on certain days when it is very busy, they are usually not lenient toward people asking for food or other things. I remember a certain beggar that said he was homeless, but nobody believed him. After all, he had pretty nice sneakers and was wearing nice clothes. He kept pleading for food, saying he didn’t have much to eat these days. My parents were reluctant to give food to him, but they eventually did when he kept pleading for help.
Darren Ke. Courtesy of The Loukoumi Make A Difference Foundation
