there was, however, no turning back now. people trudged in, a huddled line of bundles and packs. red and blue patches of near frozen skin showed themselves beneath ragged scarves and overcoats, muffled eyes peered around the room with an air of bewilderment. i watched the people there in a kind of naive awe, wondering what were their reasons of living this way, imagining what it would be like to live on the city streets twenty four seven.
