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Chapter Four: Begging for coins

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Hoffman- Shit, walking to nowhere with no winter jacket and no gloves; damn!
Bellhop- He wandered with his arms around each other to protect himself from the freezing wind, which was getting worse, and the temperature was about 42 Fahrenheit.
Hoffman- A homeless, against the cold wind 
Bellhop- Yeah, he felt lost and alone
Hoffman- Shit! he needed to change his clothes.
Bellhop- He kept walking on the mushy sidewalk full of snow. He was shivering, snow flocks falling into his eyes, so Dino protected them with his hands; then saw a gas station four blocks ahead, and he wanted to reach it to make some phone calls.

                            

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Hoffman- Call who?
Bellhop-His wife, to get news about his son, and he would ask for his coat.
Hoffman- I see!
Bellhop- As he got to the gas station, he shoved his hands inside his jeans pocket, but he didn't reach for the wallet.
Hoffman- What? No wallet?
Bellhop-It was inside the coat that he tossed on the sofa.
Hoffman- Damn! No wallet, no money, no phone calls
Bellhop- Yeah! he didn't even have a coin, so the only way out was begging
Hoffman- Begging? It's too embarrassing; it doesn't matter where you are; people judge the homeless as professional beggars
Bellhop-I see
Hoffman-People say they beg for drugs or are lazy; I'm sure beggars do not choose to end up on the streets. 
Bellhop- Yeah, you're right! We never know their stories 
Hoffman- So what happened? 
Bellhop-Dino walked forward to the nearest driver, who was pumping gas, and told him that he had left his wallet at home and needed just a coin to make a phone call.
Hoffman- So?
Bellhop: The guy didn't even look at him; he pretended not listen to him, then Dino walked backward.
Hoffman- I bet he might have thought," it's a fucking homeless to mess up my life.
Bellhop: Yeah!
Hoffman: Fucking people! 
Bellhop- He noticed that inside the car there  was a woman picking her nose with  a huge bible on her lap. 
Hoffman- I bet they might have Gone to church.
Bellhop-  Yeah!, He gave up begging for a while.
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