The stories here all sound depressingly hopeless. I am hoping for aid as much as the people do here. For them. I have no agency, no income, no output other than social media. I’m not even sure if anybody can hear me as I try to voice out the circumstances of the victims here. Yes, I may have been that kind of photographer but who cares what colleagues think of you at this time when there is something much greater than your reputation or other whatnots others are so concerned about? Yet I have never felt so alive and so free. Because of their resilience, their kindness and their views on life. I honestly think that they are helping me more than I could be able to help them.