Like in the city of New York, there is poverty in Argentina.  The poor is definitely with us always.

However, I don’t even remember taking this picture intentionally. I was in the train station snapping pictures. (something, I found out later , you not suppose to do)  I was after the art on the wall and when I saw his feet later on, I liked the picture even more. I think it shows us what Bueous Aires, Argentina really is, a separation between those who have and those who have not. And like all other places, those who have try their best to ignore those who have not.