The Hot Spot (descriptive essay)

It's Saturday Night, the night is young the people are live, the sky is black and the stars are shining serenely above. The air is filled with the smell of fresh air with a faint scent of beer teasing the taste buds. The clubs, the bars, the pubs and the movie theatre all packed with people scattered, running, rustling and traversing around like ants crowding around sugar. The lineup of people outside, dressed in different …

…for fun and some are there for survival. Every time we go we have to understand that, and try not to turn the ignorant eye on the even so called druggies and drunkards. What if the money you had given him had got him his lifesaving daily bread? Who are we to judge or even know? Life is short, give to the needy. I will end off with a famous saying "Live and Let live."