While jogging one Saturday morning, I saw a vacant lot full of garbage. Aside from the fact that it smelled really awful, what concerned me was a man, maybe in his mid thirties, sleeping beside the old rustic furniture. How could he sleep in that place and not mind the smell, the insects, and the coldness of the morning?
I went closer to him and found out that he wasn`t a beggar after all. He wore designer jeans and shirt and a pair of leather sandals. And guess what? He was my neighbor! I hurriedly checked on him to see if he needed medical assistance but to my surprise, he reeked of beer! I called his family and they were there in less than a minute to pick him up.
Oh well, just my luck, finding my drunken neighbor in a mass of garbage when all I wanted was a bit of exercise…
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