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My Diary 27. February 2020Dear Diary, it is tough on the street, I have a shelter, made of some blue tarp, but sometimes it gets stolen. Just recently an elderly lady came to me, with a couple of salat boxes, that was nice. We do not eat very often, as you can imagine. I like to sit near restaurants, and just smell the food. That is nice, and there I can also beg for a little money, some people give, but some people just give you the shit. They start yelling, sometimes even screaming, that I am a disgrace to
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