I struggled for a long time to think of something insightful to say about this photo. Something about homelessness. Something about the social safety net. Something about street vagrants who had no where else to go. Something about the social caste, where all we can do is walk past, pretending not to see or look.
In the end, i gave up. There is nothing to say. H is for Hell. Oddly enough, it is also for Home.
