Buskers ALWAYS get money from me.
I always try to give spare change, but I don't always have it. *shrug* I'm a big softy, what can I say?
I was in Boston, once, though, and went to pull out a dollar...and pulled out a twenty. The guy was trying to get me to give him THAT. I was like, "Dude...c'mon. I need to eat, too!"
I still felt bad, though...he was going to sleep in the street that night, and I'd be sleeping in a nice soft hotel bed. 
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