Someone Important
Pexels – Karolina Grabowska
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“I used to be someone important,” the man began. “From overseas. I loved life’s good things: money, big houses, good food, parties, and fast cars.”
His smile waned, “But I was sad and miserable. When you have status, suddenly, you cease being human. Everybody treats you like an object. Everything slowly loses meaning.” But that didn’t explain why he was living on the street.
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