Well, that's one way to respond to the Lazarus at your gates (doors).
When we lived in Paris, there were three or four homeless hangouts in
our area (the second-chic-est area in the city). During the summer, the
police would come around to all of them every day and shoo away anybody
that was sitting panhandling.
But during the winter, one person
took up residence in each of the areas, complete with sleeping bag and a
few small possessions, and the police came around every day and said
hi, and sometimes brought coffee.
One of them was right in front of a music school, even.
I hope the fact that the Brits thought of it first will keep Paris from
ever doing anything like this. I hold out no hope for the US.
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