Every day, many times, each time a thousand stories, stories of life, difficult lives in the jungle because the road is not so simple as can be from our comfortable sofa, which may be the fact that free, free to choose what time to get up in the morning and not having to leave the bed every day with the rain, with snow at the same time, and that for the most "lucky" to have a roof to sleep under.
My name is Denise, I started my internship in asylum night for three weeks, is a very powerful experience for me to do the internship in a structure like this is the first time that I get closer to a reality like that.
Their voices are very similar to mine and those of my friends, their insecurities, their fears are the same, the fear of losing their freedom because of his vices, fear of not making it to support their families and added to those that are our fears, there is a strong sense of loneliness, as if their I crossed alone, one immediately realizes that everyone needs friendly faces, the urgency of a human touch, a smile, a hug to bring back the hope, moreover, even if you subtract this, what else remains to a Man?
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