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In Montreal I deal with those everyday. With time, you realize half of them are teens that fled from home to make a buck during school break. Funny thing is that their personal "rebellion" always end at the same time as when winter starts. They return home, enjoy their 80m square suburban room and return in the streets the next spring.
The real homeless out there, are the one that don't beg for money. They are so desperate at the bottom of the barrel that They hide in a corner.
To those, I give.
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