Shana Cheung | Hong Kong
She stood in a foreign city where she didn't speak the language, learning everything from scratch. Working as a helper in a barbershop, she encountered a homeless man as the shop was closing. She had no money to give. She had only her hands. She invited him to sit down, picked up a comb and scissors, and cut away the hair that had obscured his face through the years. When those dust-covered blue eyes, clear as a summer sky, reappeared, she gave him more than just a new look. She offered a silent affirmation, a deep kindness emanating from her hands in this simple act.
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