Would you like a little hope with your burger?

I watched as this little boy wandered in to beg for money, and was quickly ushered out by the McManager. Seemingly accustomed to rejection, this little McMunchkin had absolutely no talent with the accordion...but he was cuter than a puppy and so I bought him a burger. Since neither of us spoke each other's language, I figured an offering of hope was universally understood.




There are only a handful of McDonald's in Sicily. So here's our nation's ambassador for cheesy capitalism at his finest sitting in contrast to the Italian sculpture and art to his left and behind.