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Street Folklore in Miami
Gacked from
bigscary: The Folklore of Homeless Children.
I am ... stunned. And horrified. And fascinated. And disturbed. And strangely exalted. And deeply moved.
Go. Read.
I am ... stunned. And horrified. And fascinated. And disturbed. And strangely exalted. And deeply moved.
Go. Read.

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And in a way it seems almost cannibalistic, picking over these stories to find something we could use ... but on the other hand, don't we do that with everybody's primal stories? Is it somehow more disrespectful, more opportunistic, just because these are stories told by contemporary homeless children in our own country instead of long-dead foreign cultures?
(Or does it just feel more disrespectful? And if so, is that why?)
(and just by the bye? I love your icon so much.)