An old man is on his way home. He uses a walking stick to help him with his injured knee. In his other, free hand, he carries a small plastic bag. Today’s dinner is half a chicken and two loaves of bread, much better than last night, but still not enough to feed seven mouths. Maybe he’ll have to work a couple of extra hours on a daily basis after all.
A young boy is clicking and typing on his computer. After three months, he doesn’t have to worry about money for the rest of his life.
We live in a strange world, people.