On the left is Maria. She is the woman that got me onto this whole thing. I used to watch her from the comfort of my office window. She was the mysterious figure, always dressed in dark colors, sitting on her crate with her head hung low. I always wondered what she was thinking.
As i discovered from one of the others - she is originally from Lesotho. She never really talks about herself. She is very proud and never asks for anything. There is an amazing aura around her, a mixture of strength and independence... and a lot of pride despite the fact that so much of the world looks down on her. She has a really beautiful face. I wish I could get a better picture of her, but she told me she doesn't want to be photographed in her old clothes. Maybe one day if we get her more clothes, and the Metro cops don't steal them for a change - she will be happy to pose for this blog.
She is a queen bee. She secretly sells cigarettes and everyone respects her. She is a very solid woman. Never drinks. Always smiles. She only really looses her cool when the Metro cops come to harass her. Then she goes off in about 3 different languages at the same time.
Maria sleeps on the corner by Chuckleberries, where it's warm, with a bunch of friends.
She always washes her hands before eating out of the bottle of water she keeps with her at all times
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