Yoshi was left to die on the streets of Manhattan.
Alone. Emaciated. Covered in painful sores. So weak he couldn’t even stand. He lay on the side of the road, barely clinging to life, until someone finally stopped and called for help. Police rushed to the scene and brought him to safety—but for Yoshi, safety is only temporary.
You can see every rib. Every bone. Every sign of suffering he’s endured.
And yet… when he looks at you, there is still something there.
Hope…Yoshi has not given up.
Your donation could mean the difference between life and death.
Your compassion gives him a second chance.