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I am fucking sick and tired of being asked: "spare some change?" Half of these people are dressed almost as good as I am, young men and women who could be working in a factory or call centre. I was naive when I first came to the city and felt sympathy for them. But when you see them day after day or when you take your family out on a holiday walk and coffee. I actually had to tell mom in front of them, no don't you'll be broke by the time you get home! I don't mind once in a while giving food or a coffee but fuck every day? Fuck off! —Get a fucking job, stop bumming my money