But what do I know, I said.
It was tinged with sarcasm, which is sometimes lost on the pragmatic.
Then do something about it, she shot back.
I was talking about yet another homeless person standing on the side of the road with a sign.
His said he needed beer, and booty and drugs.
He had a toothless smile and ribs you could count.
And the back of a sign he spu…
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