Asking the Tough Questions: Homeless Photography

On Saturday I jumped on the subway with my wife, friend and several strangers. As we all stepped on the empty subway car it hit us and we quickly knew why the car was empty: the rank, musty smell of homelessness. Everyone was scrambling around trying to find the source of the smell and move as far away from it as possible. I drunkenly bumped into a woman, but she understood as both of us were in a daze due to the pungent aroma. The source was a 250+ pound man passed out lying across three seats in the middle of the car. On her way off the car, the woman I bumped into took a picture of the homeless man with her cell phone. I thought it was pretty obnoxious, but I’m an uptight bleeding heart prude. So here’s a poll for today:

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