You would blend right in with the ragged out jackets at the place where I serve homeless breakfast.
What’s the running joke? The hippies and hipsters in SF look indistinguishable from the homeless. I spent 8 years in the Bay Area, including 4 in SF, so I’d fit just right in.
One time I was in Minneapolis, sat down along the sidewalk resting with my hat on the floor and someone gave me money xD I was so floored of how easy it was to unintentionally get money.




