Homeless In San Francisco
Their numbers steadily increasing since the late 1970's, thousands stir awake each dawn in San Francisco to the realization that this will be just another day where nothing can be taken for granted. The game of the street demands that they play their cards right for money, food, and some kind of shelter over the next 24 hours. Horizons shorten; it is hard to strategize beyond the moves of the day. Many hide away their misery. Emaciated panhandlers display their sores and amputations, genial hustlers simultaneously entertain and disturb, and haggard men and bundled-up women stare off into space, jarring the sensibilities of more comfortable passerby.
(from 'Hobos, Hustlers, and Backsliders: Homeless in San Francisco' by Teresa Gowan).
Homeless In San Francisco
Their numbers steadily increasing since the late 1970's, thousands stir awake each dawn in San Francisco to the realization that this will be just another day where nothing can be taken for granted. The game of the street demands that they play their cards right for money, food, and some kind of shelter over the next 24 hours. Horizons shorten; it is hard to strategize beyond the moves of the day. Many hide away their misery. Emaciated panhandlers display their sores and amputations, genial hustlers simultaneously entertain and disturb, and haggard men and bundled-up women stare off into space, jarring the sensibilities of more comfortable passerby.
(from 'Hobos, Hustlers, and Backsliders: Homeless in San Francisco' by Teresa Gowan).