Ihad just exited the grocery store, when a small older woman approached me. She was obviously homeless, and asked, in a somewhat unclear voice:
“Miss, do you have fifty cents?”
Ihad just exited the grocery store, when a small older woman approached me. She was obviously homeless, and asked, in a somewhat unclear voice:
“Miss, do you have fifty cents?”
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