Sad story.
Just yesterday I spent around half an hour talking with a man living on the street.
But he is nit poor. He decided to live on the street around 30 years ago. His only addiction is tabaco.
Therefor he has little to run behind. He sells newspapers, tidies up the surrounding of some houses and buys quality equipment (sleeping bag, hammock, cloth).
He is a minimalist and did never take a pennie of welfare.
He is a free man, reads much, takes care of the social connections he has.
In the time I am talking with him, many come by and interrupt us, in order to buy a newspapter from him. So it is obvious, that he has a good network of people that respect and like him.
I think with this story I want to show, that different people have different goals. We do not have to live the lives others expect from us. We can choose for ourself, as long as our actions are not shortening others freedom.
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