
The streets keep me sane. Folks pass by and wonder bout me. They decide for themselves how I live my life cause I sit here with less on my mind than what they got. But I smile more than they do. I dont even worry bout collecting money cause they done took pictures of me. Somebody say I look fascinating. Somebody ask how old I is. None of that matters. Just appreciate that you see a man who mean no harm and sit here before you like a living work of art. And if you sit and talk to me, you might finds I got a story that'll have you realizing just how lucky you is. Photo by KR

probably worst time to comment...listening to stevie (blame it on), "bitch" will be here next week and feeling alone........but, i like this...made me do something i don't do often; think. :-)
ReplyDeleteAmazing....your post is exactly what I think when I look at the picture.
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