Yesterday, I was buying a newspaper at the little RebelMart bodega across the street (yes, I occasionally still buy newspapers, it’s a tactile thing), when a homeless man walked in and was clipped in the shoulder by the malfunctioning sliding door. 333 more words
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It’s time again my tortured truculent triumphant friends for the Madness. So come on in and let’s get this thing started.
This time out to the movies I am privileged to share the experience with friends and their family and their friend… it’s complicated. 1,028 more words
A man sits crouched over with an adorable yet cold dog beside him holding a cup containing only a few pennies.
A few yards away a young girl without much clothing sits in the winter snow shivering profusely as her mother wanders the street to find the extra 50p to catch a train. 742 more words
SWANSEA: “Don’t give money to beggars because they spend it on drugs”, advises man blowing wages on drugs
A man who spends all his wages and more on drugs and alcohol, has condemned giving money to beggars because they’re probably spending it all on drugs and alcohol. 358 more words
I finally caught up today with six handsome Muslim men from the Perth Homeless Run.
I have noticed them for several months on Sundays when they come to Fremantle to offer food, cold drinks, and today even icecream to the homeless people around town. 50 more words