Mar 17, 2021
2 min read
Forsaken Town
It never happened, hopefully, it never will happen
He walked on the streets of London, dirty, drunk madman. He stunk, his clothes were unwashed. People would cross a street to avoid him.
He was a disgrace to humanity. He didn’t care. He had the means to buy food, he had a place to sleep and he had a cat. The cat loved him, the madman cared for her. They walked together…
