An ordinary Wednesday in downtown Bucharest.
2 streets are blocked by a long line of relic-worshippers.
An adjacent street is blocked by flower-vendors.
Gendarmerie, paid from our taxes, guards the line.
I wish our taxes were used to pay for education.
A song to go with it: Ugress, Reason to Believe.
Not so long ago, in the 80s, people would queue for food. Author unknown