I was taking the F train into the city yesterday when I saw a little kid selling candy. He looked around 8. He’s one of many asylum seeker kids who walk from car to car selling M&M’s for $2. Like most, he didn’t have a word of English, only perking up with understanding when I asked, “Venezuela?” “Si!” he replied excitedly. I cursed myself for not having cash. They can’t use cash apps, like some homeless people now do, because they can’t open bank accounts. Then I cursed every politician in America except for maybe the Squad.
Love it.
Absolutely!