Talk about a nice view.
Did I mention the view outside my freshman dorm window was nothing but a dumpster? I need to see if I can find a picture of that magnificent view.
Actually it was pretty sad having that view. A lot of poor families would stop by and dig in the dumpster. I’ll never forget the face of a mother picking up her child and placing him in the dumpster to hunt for food and clothes. It was just heartbreaking seeing her wave and smile at me after she did this, because you can tell she was embarassed.
Having a view of the dumpster was nothing, but witnessing suffering immediately outside my window continues to haunt my mind.