Artist In The Park

I loved a man I didn't really know once. I didn't know him because the hard life he had led caused him to build up such walls around himself that it wasn't possible for anyone to break through. He was a homeless man. A tramp. A hobo. He was also a poet and an artist.... Continue Reading →

The Streets Of Sydney.

There are more homeless people in Sydney now than there used to be. It's something that I worry about quite a lot. I used to do volunteer work with homeless youth and their stories would break your heart. Literally. I wanted to take them all home with me. So many of them had no one... Continue Reading →

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