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Posted on February 7, 2012
Downtown T-town. Swank Chrysler 300 drove by. Gave the car a look (I was admiring the car. I wasn’t trying to be rude… but eye-contact was made). Car pulled a u-turn. I thought “Great.” Car passed and stopped about 50 ft in front of me. Driver exited. He was tall, intimidating, and wore a ball cap low over his brows. I cringed and double checked my door locks. Driver walked towards the alley to his left. A homeless-person saw Driver and left the dumpster he had been digging through. Driver handed the guy a plastic bag of food. Driver walked back to car and drove off. I was shocked and intrigued. Same homeless gentleman walks up to me a few minutes later and asks for change. I gave him what I had in my pocket. Asked the fella what his name was. Then asked what was up with the plastic wal-mart bag. “They bring me food every day,” he said, “I gotta go. Gotta hustle some change up.”
