The woman sat by her merchandise cuddling her baby. And among her stacks of newspapers and magazines was a small niche where her other child - about 2 years old - is confined to playing in that small area. Nearby is the baby's stroller tucked close to her other merchandise. Around her are people waiting for the bus, or for the signal to cross the street.
It saddened my heart to see these children right there exposed to the elements; to contagious diseases floating in the air. These kids should be playing in a yard, or at least in the confines of their home.
Perhaps she can't find someone she can trust to care for her children while she ekes out a living. With a meager earning, to hire a baby sitter would be out of the question.
The bus turned a corner and Union Station is in sight.