I've stopped to talk with a few people I've seen in my neighborhood. There aren't many to be seen around here though. One man in particular I liked to see, because him and Brian always had a lot to talk about. More than once we saw him there and asked him to wait while we went and bought him a big dinner somewhere. That was my favorite part about seeing him: He was more than happy to recieve food, not just money.
San Francisco is entirely another matter though. I hate that place for many reasons, but one of the main ones is that you can't go ten feet without getting panhandled. It makes me crazy! Last time I was there the only person who got anything from me was a woman with her cat...The kitty looked plump and well-fed at least.
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