The “spare change for weed” signs were funny the first time. Now that you’ve all had them for a while, they’re no longer effective, and when last I checked, weed was not a basic necessity of life.
To the sour couple who complain whenever I play on the same block on which they’re panhandling:
(You might find it odd that I’m putting a message to panhandlers on the Web, but I know at least a half dozen who read this blog. With Internet cafes popping up all over the city and charging a measly CDN$3 per hour, even people without homes are getting online.)
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