A cathedral turned soup kitchen. A pregnant woman on the cold stone floor. “My husband left. I have nothing. Please be human.”
The woman in the headset snaps back: “This is not a charity ward. She can go elsewhere.”
Then he walks in. Old. Worn clothes. But his words shake the hall: “She is the reason this building still stands. Apologize.”
The headset woman freezes. Because the “problem” they wanted to throw out… paid for the roof over their heads.
Never judge someone’s worth by the floor they’re sitting on.