There is an intersection by the old Ministry of Information (yes, Baghdad Bob's place).
I first met this young girl there last year. Instead of begging, she offered a small prayer book in exchange for some Iraqi dinars. This meeting has developed over the months into a relationship that includes her brother and sister.
This is the three of them. Every time we meet on the street is like a reunion. We look for each other every day and are missed when one of us doesn't appear. These are my kids, and I love them.