Talking to homeless of Atlanta can be pretty bleak. After meeting Steve we were going to call it a day, but instead we met Antwon as we walked back to our cars. It’s hard enough to get someone to talk to you on Ponce, let alone someone who is a homeless that thinks you’re going to make fun of them.
The other morning I was on my way to work, hurried, tired and hungover. Inevitably, I had to stop for gas. It was one of those mornings we all know and love.
If you’ve ever wondered what a mouthwash hangover feels like, you might have a better understanding by the end of this video.
While making the three-block trek back to your apartment you spot a gentleman up the street, camped out, shaking a to-go Majestic coffee cup for “bus fare” to get back to Marietta to see his kids.