A child stands barefoot on the cold, wet pavement — her tiny hand reaching toward the tinted window of a luxury car. In her other hand, a small tray: not to sell, not to beg, but to witness. Behind the glass, well-dressed men laugh. Not at her. Not with her. Just laughing — as if she were invisible.

This is not a moment. It is a scar. A quiet fracture in the skin of our cities.

On one side of the glass: comfort, warmth, protection. On the other: silence, hunger, and the hollow eyes of a childhood stolen.

She doesn’t ask for your money. She asks if there’s anything left of your humanity.

This token is not art — it’s evidence. Of a world that teaches children to suffer quietly, and adults to look away beautifully.

10% of all profits from this NFT will be used to provide food and nutrition for working street children.