Today I met a man who had his left hand chopped off, he looked like he had suffered a severe burn, and judging from the burn mark that stretched down the left side of face to his chest and his arm, surely he was no more in pain. He was asking for arms but for some reason I was not moved enough to give him any, as I sat looking at him from inside the car.
There, I wondered if he couldn't find something to do, at least with his other hand, and then it hit me, (what would you do if it was you) a voice in my head asked me like it wasn't my own.
You have a job and you run a blog (that pays you in euros), what would you do today, if you had no hands?
I thought to myself but could find no answers.
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