Heh I knew something was off as soon as I saw the picture. I’m thinking to myself I goes; man that kid’s clothes are way too nice for him to be living out on the street.
Of course anything can happen; he got the coat stolen, he lost it, there’s an emergency, whatever…either way, it’s cool to know people were helping him out, even though it was an experiment.
But it reminds me of this other experiment, where a famous violin player dressed up as a bum and played a famous piece outside. You know, pretending to be a street musician, to see who would pay attention to the music, that which people otherwise pay 120 bucks to listen to in fancy music halls…the only person in like two hours that gave him any attention was a small kid, who’s mother quickly ushered away.
Good deal I guess, but I didn’t cry. They say things about me anyway. No one has ever seen her bleed, or cry, baahahaha.