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by Fatnino
1303 days ago
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When I was in school there was this homeless guy that moved into a small storage room on the ground floor of the dorm, around the back somewhere. He's had the whole thing going on, matted hair and beard, dirty clothes, shoes falling apart, rot on his shins, piles and piles of crap in "his" storage room and he slept in the middle of it. He was allowed to go on like this for years because his brother was very wealthy and was generous with the school administrators. My last year there, the dorm was slated to be torn down and replaced with a much larger one.
His brother had to come and take him away. A few months later I saw him sitting on a bench and he looked like a completely different person. Clean shaven, put together. He told me the time he spent living in the storage closet was horrible and he wished his brother had forced him into treatment years earlier. |
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I find myself utterly incompatible in living in such a society and I've spent much of my life seeking other people and locations that eschew such violence