According to the homeless man camped out a couple stories below my office window, he doesn't want and/or need the sacrifices offered by the bleeping cars driving past him. The Bible says that he doesn't need them anymore. His friend agrees with him, however, no matter how hard I look I still fail to see this friend. I wish he would stop yelling so I could concentrate.
Can I just say how tired I am of contacting the police to have them remove homeless men from the premises? Our agency really needs to move. Someone please find us a Daddy Warbucks who is just itching to donate to a good cause ...
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Stay away from the weird people. Remember-Stranger Danger!
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