I asked for tea with the tea shop right, but it is instead the scene was driving.

Perhaps I was too tired to carry a day's heavy afraid. Perhaps because I feel a little smug given only 50 dollars. 15 dollars ate a lunch of noodles. When Theo was pissed too voted evening. It was only a couple of body fabric.

I was shivering, trembling. Next was a tea shop. I asked for tea with the tea shop right, but it is instead the scene was driving. I ask you to fetch tea for free, paying money to the poor in this country is also prohibited to eat ?? Just then the night was pitch dark.

Night at supper time. I had money in the name of a total of 35 rupees. Pugthena the money to eat rice. It was very cold. There was cold air on the side of the road, trembling and I can sit down for dinner thinking there was glanced. Paniinikai was cold and hungry, too, because the pass, I thought the tea and bread to eat. Money to go to a store and asked for bread and tea.

Cup of tea on the scene and gave me cleats and bread by hand, sitting beside khabhannubhayo. The poor eat too subtle to the store ?? I denied his due to the small silent sitting beside him. Ali Ali agae as more food for the money, but not so much as hurt explained. Now eat, sleep khaiyo eternity! Like the other day, the sidewalk was preparing to sleep. Oder were sleeping bag. But today, I considered rich set of risks Bora polidiechan warming. No other option than to sleep now tyetikai.

Brick with a pillow under the open sky sutiyo. As your body is also another cold night with pressed down and had some tyesapachi paina know. Tomorrow morning, me, and my eyes were opened. I had so many people around. I walked up and without fear to stop him. No one left me the way. Turned back and saw it was wonderful to succumb, because I slept in the back of people like dandruff.

Meanwhile, said they achieved since, until that person is, and so why put cotton? Someone did not answer. The police also came to a desolate. Police also did the same question. No one did Washta. I tried to catch their feet. My hand is sicker from their feet. I began atina. Meanwhile, a manchele was justified, saying: I was in the morning when the de@ad.

Perhaps the night would die of cold. It fell from the sky as I had heard. Las up in a few minutes ahead of me was taken. I made him cry, and my pain was the same, but will listen to and!

I like the orphan, he is not de@ad, it can auto-torn society. Oops, poor ...... !!! My life would be so rittine then ...