It’s a busy afternoon in Barcelona. A man is stretched out across a bench, mouth hanging open and eyes closed. People are passing by and most don’t even look his way, except for an old woman. Crouched over her cain, she approaches the man and quietly murmurs: “Son are you ok?”

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