Children of blood and bone chapter 22

 I pause for a moment, aghast at the number of them filling the narrow path. Before today, I caught only glimpses of the laborers brought in to staff the palace—always pleasant, clean, groomed to Mother’s satisfaction. Like Binta, I thought they lived simple lives, safe within the palace walls. I never considered where they came from, where else they might have ended up,
“Skies…” It’s almost too hard to bear the sight. Mostly, diviners, the laborers outnumber the villagers by hordes, dressed in nothing but tattered rags. Their dark skin blisters under the scorching sun, marred by the dirt and sand seemingly burned into their beings. Each is hardly more than a walking skeleton.

This could be compared to the real world because this could be real in some countries. or the movie called the power of one. In the power of one film, there is a boy called P.K and he learns how to be a fighter in a country which has bad housing and only one toilet for every 200 people and P.K has a friend living in the country called Giel Piet.