Today I went to Dunkin (Donuts) and saw a clearly homeless guy singing on the side of the road and picking up change.
Eventually I saw him stroll into Dunkin, as he was counting his change to buy something I began to get super annoying and talk to him over and over again even when he didn’t really want to talk.
Since he had maybe $1 in change I bought him a coffee and bagel and asked him to sit down with me.
He told me a lot about how people are usually very mean to him because he’s homeless, how drugs turned him into the person he hated, he lost his mom to cancer, he never knew his dad and he just wants to be someone his mom would be proud of (along with another hours worth of conversation.)
This lovely man’s name was Chris and Chris was…
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