it is a cold blustery day, that stop Jim for taking his daily. as he is walking through the city park something caught him in the corner of his eye. so he stopped and looked off to the side and saw a middle-aged man bundled up and smoking a cigarette. Jim went down to where the man was standing against a wall. he asked the man if he was alright and he said he was, but he said he was hungry and could use some food and a cup of coffee. Jim asked him why he doesn’t go to a shelter and he the man said he hated shelters. with that said, Jim gave him some money enough to get him a meal or two. when Jim wished him well, he continued on his walk, and he had the thought the homeless man would be most likely buy a cheap bottle of booze, and or couple of bottles of beer. he hated to think that way, but he has seen the movie played out before. and wasn’t going to go back to find out what he did his money.
A Sad Sight / A Short Fiction Story
A Pondering Mind 
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Although, …… years ago
I gave a down and outer some money one day. He said he needed to buy a pack of razors, so he could shave. He said he had his first job interview in over a year.
After I gave him the money, I felt like you. I sat on a planter and pondered if I was just helping him sink more into his despair.
A few minutes later, I got up and head home. As I passed the corner drugstore, he came out. He saw me, jumped in the air with a big beaming smile on his face and waved the pack of razors at me.
I still wonder if he got the job.
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