An actual conversation I had with an older busker friend of mine, near the corner of Queen and Spadina:
Scrawny-looking panhandling kid: Can either of you spare a buck so I can get a hot dog?
My busker friend: Fuck no!
Me: Here. (Hands over a loonie.)
The kid walks off and buys a hot dog from the nearby stand.
My busker friend: I guess I should’ve given him some money. I am, after all, a Tibetan Buddhist.