Homeless in Puerto Rico

The ONE Chance Project

Written by Yaiza Morales

Cars zoom past the bridge near the “Placita de Santurce” as they enter Condado, one of the most touristic areas in San Juan, Puerto Rico. He sits peacefully on his humble chair, a rusty can of Export Soda Crackers. Alone under a tree, accompanied by an accumulation of personal belongings, the place he calls his temporary home. People look the other way and roll their eyes as they drive by. “Another homeless person in San Juan,” they say. They assume he’s on drugs or that he must be an alcoholic. They think that he is there by choice. But hidden behind a bushy white beard and long silver hair, lies a very interesting man, a very special soul. If people would only take the time to get to know him, they’d be able to find out what we learned during our first conversation with Mr. Hector…

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About Abeltje Quintijn

Dear Readers, fan's, lovers, etc... Strange path of my live... Wanna be me, it has to be me, I am wanna be... If you undertand what I am talking about... Don't foget it's not 'The Ego', the false self, it's real me. Good luck all my brother, sisters, etc... Keep this planet as long as possible alive. Thanking you all. Loving you
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