Looks they don't want to see

Every person is worth it, whoever they are and wherever they come from; later, if we go into behavioral details, we'll see.

Oliver Thansan
Oliver Thansan
04 May 2024 Saturday 05:08
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Looks they don't want to see

Every person is worth it, whoever they are and wherever they come from; later, if we go into behavioral details, we'll see. And with all this there we find the indigent outside of any schedule. Inhabiting chance and the weather. And from when he thought he was invincible to now that he is already in the age of pills, a whole biography to discover. Temporary owner of a portal, a cashier, a corner, or behind bars and sheltered in a closed business, a discouraged lobby... Like him, and her, more than 4,800 people in Barcelona, ​​according to the Arrels Foundation. A failure of all. A social defeat.

The dark face plowed by the hours and days. The meek and afflicted look. Deforested, at night it will be covered with newspaper sheets and a cardboard pillow. Always the same clothes seasoned by years and grease, with the luster that dirt gives when it becomes odorless and old - with "solera", one would say unapprehensive-. Around him rejections of the essential, traces left by those who have other, kinder lives. The envelopes of the envelopes. rough hands Nail pain Unmatched socks and loaded with old bags of unrecognizable origins: all his luggage. The only possible

He is a character without literature, in any case the bitter deposit of a society that is shipwrecked. It is, they are, destitute who, drowned in their exclusion, talk to us, whether we like it or not, about ourselves, about illness, luck, delirium, injustice and inequality. How personal and collective circumstances influence some of us to be more than our destiny. Or less From the axes to the soul or to the memory. And the looks? An exchange of embarrassed glances. We look without seeming like it, like in profile. We look without wanting to see, because what is not seen does not exist. An atavistic shame overwhelms us. Never has a disguise been so real and perceptible.

It is as if when the world was organized the existence of these beings was not foreseen. Something makes us feel guilty. And of all human characteristics guilt is the most painful. The most inevitable. The most tortuous.