Dear Anonymous,
Just one more. The streets were busy this morning and there must have been twelve guys waiting when I pulled up. But I include this one for a reason.
He has just received this brand new camouflage hoodie. And it fits. And he likes it and he is looking all bad ass and wonderful and then he throws me this crab shot and we all laugh. We laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
A new hoodie. Dignity. Respect. It allows him to be a bit more human and connected not discounted quite as quickly. Not walked around as if he has a plague or worse, doesn't exist.
It allows at least this moment moving away from desperation instead of staring at it like a freight train headed your way.
Thank you Dear Anonymous.