It's cold. He is tired. He just put his garbage bag with his belongings and a blanket down to sleep on a slab of concrete that is dirty and soaked with urine with discarded needles. A few minutes peace until the junkies come along and take over the spot.
"They are closing everything up bro"
Gavin's soundbytes won't help him tonight. I told him to go to free meal tomorrow and see if EPD could direct him to resources. At least with EPD, he has a chance for help.
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