You see them growing through the cracks on every corner. Invading
our public spaces, they survive in spite of us, filling parks and streets
with their unwanted faces. Everyone knows they don't belong here—
sidewalks are for walking, not sleeping.
Where do they come from? Where will they go? Not our problem. Just
go away. Stop making trouble. Clean up your act. Get sober. Find a job,
like cultivated folks.
—Gene Twaronite