Creative Writing: The Homeless Man

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As you’re walking down the street, and you see the homeless man on the corner, what do you think? What do you do? Maybe you walk a little faster and avoid eye contact, because he doesn’t deserve your help. He didn’t work hard enough to be in the same position you are. It’s not your fault that the little girl and her mother sitting on the street corner covered in dirt with a cardboard sign that’s pleading for help, doesn’t have enough money to pay their bills. We are a society of consumption and competition. This makes us believe that we are truly in it for ourselves. We never think about all that it took, all they had been through, to get to where they are. Who are these people? Do we truly know them?
Arthur is a homeless man living in the

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