Street Kids

This is a rainy city, so pretty much every store entrance has a little covered space by the door, and street people curl up in them like birds in a dovecote each night. One little series of abandoned storefronts shelters an array of young people. Each morning on my way to work, I see them, still curled up in their sleeping bags or just getting started on a big 32 ounce PBR. They are fascinating, but I worry about them.