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... I saw a soup kitchen not far away. Of course it had an extremely long line. The struggling would often try to get by in places like this.
Whenever I had tough fights with my father, I would run away from home. So I had some experience eating in soup kitchens. Depending on how hungry you were, a bowl of bland chicken broth and rock-hard bread still tasted like heaven.
Most of those people were good people who just needed a little help. Unlike me, who had a home, but ended up there ...
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