I have never known homelessness as I’ve always had a warm place, I enjoyed warmth and coziness, and even while I sleep I do not worry about the cover, as there are those who put a cover on me with the spoiled “Soso”.

My situation is completely different now, as I have been loitering from sidewalk to sidewalk, alley to driveway, and even the nap that I used to enjoy under the air-conditioning of the small room, I have become afraid of the sun’s flames under the cars parked in the neighborhood, and the heat of the asphalt roasting my skin. When I saw an old cat whose legs could barely carry him, he looked at me for a long time, wagging his tail and he says:

“Just as the spoiling accumulated the fat of your thighs, the flames of the city  will melt you until the fringes of your eye, grizzled”.