"I hand the Coke to Isaac, and he drinks it as fast as he can, but he stops half way, wipes his mouth and hands the remainder of the Coke to Ranaldo. Usually, when someone gives me a gift, I selfishly take it home and play with it until it breaks. I don’t think I would have shared my Coke with Ranaldo.
After buying them breakfast, Isaac and Ranaldo escort me to where their day begins and ends—the alley. But before entering , Isaac pauses to pull out a potato sack from behind the bush. He smiles as he explains the importance of hiding your valuables. “If this is stolen, I have nothing to sleep in.” I don’t think I would have considered a potato sack as anything valuable, and I definitely would not have entrusted a stranger with such precious information.