the breakdown: I lived in a van for a year on the beach. I met very many folks that had either lost their jobs, wives, or shit lives to drugs and booze, many of them had more then 3 kids living in their cars, vans, or whatever, and couldn't afford gas or food for their children. I was just surfing, trying to stay loaded, and get a free meal at the local church every now and again, and I was living with my dog, as were many of these people, who I became friends with. We had a community of sorts, everyone had something to offer someone else. It wasn't easy, and the biggest bummer was the ones that didn't even have a van to sleep in. They had to sleep in the park by the playground..(Not when kids were there) but they had to get out of the goddamn rain and find shelter. That was usually under ...
the turtle playground thing that provided, said 'shelter.' I have never met a better group of people in my entire life..Lost souls, maybe, scruffy and smelly, fuck yeah, and so was I... but they had enough soul to stay alive and find shelter. I think that folks that have a roof over their head tend to take it for granted. (the roof) anyway, I guess that kicking somebody when they are obviously down doesn't sit well with me especially if all they are trying to do is find some fucking shelter. I would be remiss if I did not let everyone know where I stand on this subject, and now you know. I will not EVER be a dick, to somebody that needs a cigarette as I walk out of a circle K with a fresh pack. If I happen to have change in my pocket, I will put it in yours. Homeless people are not out there to rip anyone off in most cases, they are just trying to get thru a shit life. Enjoy yours folks, because you could be that guy in front of the store trying to bum change to eat, or get a 40 in a matter of minutes. The master of the universe can make sure of that. Trust me.
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