Art par IA: Echoes of Poverty Chapter 3: Hope ‎-Then, a voice: “Are you hungry?” Rika flinched. A woman knelt beside her, holding out a small loaf of bread. She hesitated—was this real? Was there a trick? But hunger overpowered doubt. She grabbed the bread, devouring it in seconds. The woman smiled, her eyes filled with something Rika hadn’t seen in a long time—kindness. “You don’t have to be alone.” The words felt unreal. But for the first time, hope flickered inside her.

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Echoes of Poverty Chapter 3: Hope ‎-Then, a voice: “Are you hungry?” Rika flinched. A woman knelt beside her, holding out a small loaf of bread. She hesitated—was this real? Was there a trick? But hunger overpowered doubt. She grabbed the bread, devouring it in seconds. The woman smiled, her eyes filled with something Rika hadn’t seen in a long time—kindness. “You don’t have to be alone.” The words felt unreal. But for the first time, hope flickered inside her.
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Echoes of Poverty Chapter 3: Hope ‎-Then, a voice: “Are you hungry?” Rika flinched. A woman knelt beside her, holding out a small loaf of bread. She hesitated—was this real? Was there a trick? But hunger overpowered doubt. She grabbed the bread, devouring it in seconds. The woman smiled, her eyes filled with something Rika hadn’t seen in a long time—kindness. “You don’t have to be alone.” The words felt unreal. But for the first time, hope flickered inside her.

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