So I'm outside of Secret Word Cafe, a homeless guy with cowboy hat on a bike and orange hazard jacket asked me what do I do and he need some money. I told him I'm an artist and told him to show me your talent. He sung accapella Sam Cooke "Change Gonna Come" and did a revolutionary freestyle poem. Gave him 76 cents! As he rode off into the sunset he shouted "Got ya sucka!"
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