Rust Belt Tails: Different Strings
The short, jocular answer was that to get out of detroit with its urban blight, poverty, harsh winters and harsher crime, one would do anything.
Hope for Africa
Even mariam and joel's poverty could not compare to this. "where- my baby?" a lioness asked nathan in broken english after attempts to use her native language had failed, to which he could only respond "i don't know".
Rust Belt Tails
#1 of rust belt tails the bus finally arrived at its destination- a rundown area of town with houses falling apart, poverty, and children in broken homes.
Growing Young
This was abject poverty! and he saw his father, the exact opposite of everything that he was.
Just a beggar
The poverty hasn't proven helpful for his fur either, dirty as it is. he shakes his head in despair, pleading, as he realizes the effect him snapping would have on the guard. a pitiful sight.
First Family
But for all the poverty that this family of subsistence farmers had put up with, we were not poor in the things in life that really mattered.
Cold nights
English class insted of doing some project where i have to write about who i am, i hate doing stuff like that so let me know what you think about this little short story the sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty
Cold nights
English class insted of doing some project where i have to write about who i am, i hate doing stuff like that so let me know what you think about this little short story the sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty
Metas Chp.1 A Prologue
No one, it should be stressed, no one denies that poverty, the major "root cause" being touted, provides incentives to commit crime for the sake of short-term personal gain for that would be absurd.
Nen'daa
In all honesty, the young coyote had a life to live outside the reservation with its abject poverty, reduced standard of living, and constant reminders of cultural genocide.
Scars of Pleasure, Scars of Pain
Flies clouded her eyes, a testament to the filth and poverty of the developing world, and behind her was a poster advertising jobs at the factory.
Surface (Chapter 2)
She hadn't regretted having given up what she'd had for a life of poverty the way she had, but it'd still been really hard on her every day, and she'd resented people who made it look easy.