He looked at me with his dead eye sand asked me with a very narrow damp and weak hissing voice and demanded give me some change you don't know what its like over here I cant spare you some change he looked at me with disappointment in his eyes You dont know what it is like living a life like this I ignored his comment and continued my way to my grandpas house a retirement home at downtown which looked like an abandoned house with its overgrown grass and scratched paint job which looked like it had survived the Second World War. ... I made eye contact with him and saw the years hadnt bee...

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Once he was released, he found refuge in the care of the Red Cross, which is where Nachtwey found him. ... The scars themselves are overwhelming in their size and proximity to such fragile parts of the head, the ear, mouth, and eye and also the neck! ...

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