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I had met...or rather, honked my tcar horn at this homeless guy I saw on a daily basis when I was up in college. He would sit on a log next to the road, always wearing the same hooded overcoat, same hat, etc......
One day, I was reading how the media finally caught up to him. Some young reporter decided to do a story on the guy. Turns out, he was a Vietnam vet as well, lost both of his feet in a landmine accident, and for the past 15 or so years had been living the vagrant life I knew him to live.
Once the story got out, all these people came forward to give him assistance. He freaked out since no one ever gave a rat's ass before, so he picked up his few belongings and moved. It was really sad actually.
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-Homer Simpson
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