Have you ever had a conversation with a homeless person (street homeless, not couch homeless) that lasted more than 15 minutes?
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First night in NYC I didn’t have a place to stay so I made friends with three crusty punks, we got some booze, weed, and halal food for dinner and they laid down some cardboard for me to sleep. Pretty good time. Took all the fear out of the city for me
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A lot of homeless folks have a lot of wisdom to share. And yeah some have serious mental health challenges, I just treat it like speaking to an oracle or something, interesting random inputs to ponder
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Yep, there are a few leverage traders on Twitter that, given their consistent terrible recommendations are most likely homeless at this point.
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They are typically the most insightful, truly empathetic individuals I’ve met in my life. I have a lot of stories from my childhood (was homeless with my mom) and the years in NYC.
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There’s a wonderful guy, Willy, in Central Park who sells his poetry. He’s delightful. Still have his poems in our memory box. And another guy, Tommy Celli, in Little Italy whose parents were Italian immigrants & worked in the garment district. He sings as beautifully as Sinatra.
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I walked around Penn Station a few times chatting with a homeless dude after i gave him a few bucks.
Was waiting for my train anyway.
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Day #23
Trifecta:
Fist bumped and chatted with homeless guy. Told me I was a good person. I agreed
Teenager and mom behind me in line. Boy starts dancing and mom tells him to stop. I turn around and say more people should dance in public
Swapped plane seats again. Cool dude
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When I was going to college in NYC, I was riding the train home one day. Sitting in Penn Station, a homeless guy sat down next to me to ask what I was reading. It was 1984 by George Orwell, oddly enough. He and I had a talk about it.
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I met a homeless guy in my favorite university coffee-shop (he was getting some water). We hung out for a bit and he told me he wrote and sold poems. I bought one. I still have it in a box somewhere
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