Every day it’s the same: You panhandle enough money to buy 3 cans of Club Long Island ice tea, then you hide under a bus bench & drain the cans while listening to the latest episode of W3 Thr33 Tr0lls. Then you pass out & sleep fitfully for a few hours, until the sun rises & the routine is replicated again. Day after excruciating day, all exactly the same...but at least you’re not sitting in a cubicle all day!