Walking from the underground station to the library, a man appeared out of nowhere..
a man that looked better then most people on their best day..pressed jeans perfectly arranged hair..
Man: I tried to help the guy..(showing me his manicured hands) I told him to clean his nails..
Me: I believe you
Man: I am homeless too..he can't go to St.Francis to take a shower
Me: Maybe it is to hard for him
Man: He can't scrub up in a bathroom..
I shrugged and re-cleaned my nails for the fourth time this morning..
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