I hate having to always shine shoes for
strangers. The tips are inconsistent. The hours are long. I have no time for
lunch, my feet hurt, I have shoe polish in my gums. My clothes are tattered so
I can’t score any chicks or free food. I smell!
Please, if you have any sense of human
decency, can you please write me out of your stereotypical depiction of orphan
life?
Please?
Yours faithfully,
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