I do not know this man's story. Even if he wanted to tell me, I would not have been able to understand. What I do know is, that he has been through a harder life than most of would ever know. He sits here at the entrance to the Jing'an Temple Subway station, homeless, and hungry. Thousands, if not millions pass by him each day. Katie and I would have passed by him as if he was any other homeless person in China, but we noticed something that just touched our heart. This man had once been burned, head to toe. He had burn marks on every inch of skin you could see. He had no fingers, just a few nubs on what hands he had. We went and bought him crackers and water. He said many things, but all we could understand was "Xie Xie", which is Chinese for Thank You, and he repeated it many times. I hope he receives random acts of kindness more than what we think he would receive.
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