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sometimes I feel like I'm swimming against the tide when I give a homeless person money, then the next day I see him talking to his friend in a gas station about how much money he just made the last hour.
he lived right behind the gas station, and not in a carboard box but in a house.
things like that make me upset because
1. I feel like I just basically threw my money in a paper shredder for all the good it did
2. I feel like my good will was abused and
3. there really are homeless people in the world who could have used that money
anyone feel me on this one?
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