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Originally Posted by PornerBros
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.
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It's always amazed me how many homeless people there are in Montreal with our bitter winters. I lived downtown for 10 years and went out for a walk just about every night with a pocket full of quarters, it was like feeding animals at the zoo
I would talk to a few of the regulars, buy them a hot dog and fries from time to time.
I have always felt very blessed and live very well, I think it's important to give back. Every Christmas eve I go out and give out blankets, hats, gloves and socks. I get donations from a few stores and buy some stuff, I usually budget $250 for the night. Whatever is left over goes to the mission.
After the first year I learned socks are one of the most appreciated items. More issues stem from wet feet that I ever thought of, I leaned something from chatting with the guys!
As for the wanna be emo punk kids, they don't get a fucking dime from me.