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Home Sweet Car

Every morning, when I walk my dogs around 5:30, I see this matchbox-like car parked.  Ordinarily, I wouldn’t give it a second thought.  The streets are always full of parked cars.  What caught my eye were plastic bags of stuff filled the car.  It’s never a good idea to leave things in the car because it’s an invitation to a desperate person to break into the car. 

Out of curiousity, I walked closer to the car and peeked inside.   That’s when I noticed a dark blond-haired man, who looked to be in his thirties,  sleeping soundly in the driver’s seat.  I didn’t know how he could sleep comfortably, there was barely room to stretch.  The windows were rolled up to the top and this was during the first heatwave in the city.  It must be hotter than an oven in the car but I suppose it didn’t bother him. 

This has been going on everyday for the past month.  It’s obvious that he’s living in his car.  I couldn’t help thinking that this homeless man can afford the gas prices but not rent. 

Being homeless is very a serious and sad problem.  For now, the car is this man’s home.  I hope that he’s able to better his situation soon.

Paz

Ed. Note:  This morning, I was late walking the dogs.  Took them out after 6a.m.   This time, I saw the homeless man wide awake.  Dressed in a white shirt and black pants, he stood outside his car, moving things around inside the car, then he got back into his car and drove away.  I wondered where he was going to work — probably work.  I guess I’ll see him tomorrow morning… when he’s sleeping…

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