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For years, Rita lived on the jagged edges of a society that had long since looked away. Her descent into homelessness wasn’t caused by a lack of character, but by a heart-shattering tragedy: the loss of her only son. Grief-stricken and destitute, she spent her days wandering the streets, surviving on the meager coins she earned by collecting discarded bottles and scraps. The physical toll of life on the pavement was visible in her weathered skin and thinning hair, but the psychological toll was even heavier. To the world, she had become invisible—a ghost in a crowded city defined only by her poverty and the judgment of strangers.
