God, I've never heard of the Philadelphia Wireman before.
You'd be surprised as fuck at the kind of skill, intellect, and heart that exists on the streets. My best friend, the other dude who camps with us and sort of "owns" the camp, who I'll call Ben, is smart as fuck. He found these drawings by a lady whose kids just threw out, and he handled them with a lot of care, and when I asked what he was going to do with them the way he asked if I wanted them made it sound like he wanted to find a home for them. He also found a bitchin ass antique sword.
He cares a lot about me. He's kind of a douchebag, but it's like an older brother who makes fun of you. He knows being nice to me isn't going to change me.
God, I've never heard of the Philadelphia Wireman before.
You'd be surprised as fuck at the kind of skill, intellect, and heart that exists on the streets. My best friend, the other dude who camps with us and sort of "owns" the camp, who I'll call Ben, is smart as fuck. He found these drawings by a lady whose kids just threw out, and he handled them with a lot of care, and when I asked what he was going to do with them the way he asked if I wanted them made it sound like he wanted to find a home for them. He also found a bitchin ass antique sword.
He cares a lot about me. He's kind of a douchebag, but it's like an older brother who makes fun of you. He knows being nice to me isn't going to change me.