Breadline

Nowadays people in Venezuela are on the breadline.

I am living on the breadline even though I am always working hard.

And along the entire 40-foot wall of the reception room, a photo-mural of a ragged, depression-era breadline brooded over the sleek heads of the beautifully dressed and elaborately fed tourists.

I do not think anyone of us can walk by a breadline and see even the most unkempt and raggedy man in the line without saying to himself, "There but for the grace of God."

Breadlines and social agencies, while staffing women, employed more men and served more men, making women a minority in the visual landscape.

Every day brings new worries about falling below the breadline.

[…] and she wasn't used to cash, living on the breadline with a kid to bring up.

It hurt him to see other good ex-servicemen working their socks off and making no-gooders comfortable while they remained just over the breadline.

It changed her. Having lived below the breadline, having lived with excess, was it about to change once more?

For poor people that takes them near the breadline, but they still do it.