I just bought a homeless guy on Westwood $20 worth of food at Whole Foods... Pizza, juice, some snacks. It's strange walking passed a hand full of other homeless people sitting on the side of the street to hand a bag of food to that particular one.
Why him? you ask.. I don't really have an answer to that. It was the way he stood up as I walked passed him I guess. Very softly he said: "Excuse me Maam." I look at him. He was tall, his eyes were so sad and tired, and his lips were completely chapped and pealing. "I'm so hungry." His voice and the way he spoke were so genuine. I believed him. And if you believe such a thing, how can you turn around and walk away? Another human being standing in front of you, pleading for help. How could I turn my back on a person, so bare and vulnerable.
"I'm going to Whole Foods. Is there anything in particular I can get for you?"
"Some Pancakes perhaps." Pancakes?
"I'm not sure if they'll have pancakes but I'll grab you something hot."
So I got him some pizza, apple juice and snacks. When I handed him the bag, he told me that his name is Bob.
"Nice to meet you Bob," I said to him as I walked away, "You be safe now."
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