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I remember one day in Manhattan getting off the subway, my brother and I were pelted with pennies by these pretentious homeless girls saying we had rich suburban parents, they were mad that we did not give them money. I grew up poor wearing orange corduroy bell bottoms hand me downs in queens new York. I never thought that made me a rich suburban kid? So yeah I'm not fond of the homeless either, they assume you have money. I work for a living so should they.
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