I’m Buying

Chicago. Walking across the State street bridge on a sunny, windy spring evening in that crystaline Chicago light. A guy was panhandling in the middle of the bridge. Good eye contact. Friendly but not obsequious. Said he lives under a bridge.

Do you really live under a bridge?

Yea. A lot of homeless in Chicago.

I gave him some money. He shook my hand.

My name is Andrew Cobb, he said. Are you hungry? I’m buying.

No, but thanks. Good luck.

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