The raw reality of the streets of my city...😭🌇

Here in Venezuela the streets every day are more alone, a bit more subdued every week and every time it becomes more complicated to live. Today, going out of my work I took before that the whole risk of a few photos taking him with the discretion and fear of the world where I have to walk every day to come to the place where I do internships, in the streets where one runs risk on having extracted the cellular one every day, any hour, where you feel that you are chased and they want to damage to you, till when a car whistles at you you feel that your moment came even there. It sounds exaggerated, yes, but it is the feeling that there takes in the loin EVERY VENEZUELAN who continues here in the country, working, studying, seeking to survive, seeking to go out forward in spite of so much weight.

To clarify them, this one is the avenue On July 5 of Port the Cross...

Are here the photos that I could take today 23-05-18.

This one I took photo to 9 stables of my work, which you see here is something that happens in every bank of the city.

Now, hereinafter I crossed with this one precious dog that undoubtedly gives me pain to see it like that, could not offer to him anything, it was not taking anything with me, but his sweet little face made me happy, accompanied me on 3 stables and then it took another course close to other dogs.

Here carefully I took this one photo to demonstrate since one saw the streets...

This one is the stop of the market, normally it was full of buses, of persons, of hawkers.
(One sees my finger it arrives because I her took the most rapid thing for which I felt that already they had me plundered to steal myself)
Now meets like that every day, the persons continue walking seeking to come like to his houses after going out of the work , look...

Garbage in the corners of the street.

The buses of the Government known as "BTR" (Bus of rapid traffic), there there are done the kilometric tails that happen once every hour or more a bus and only they rise if 20 persons maximum and it is an audacity.

well...

Is here the photo that more found it hard to me to take, I looked for the way of taking this photo without feeling horrible, it is one of the things that make you see the cold and raw reality, where you must swallow I dry for that it is rough to see and you see it in many parts, a mother I join his children and other children eating handle and everything the one that was happening was asking him at least for some fruit or what they were taking for that they did not have to eat .

With this I finish, it was difficult to do these photos since they do not have idea, but I it did to demonstrate to which this one comes post the situation here that it is not easy and that every day is more complicated to live in Venezuela, be grateful.

Happy day 🌇

-valerialejandra .