I park my Jeep on a back road when I am going to one of my hangouts. There is always a man sitting on the curb staring at nothing. Each time I pass by he tells me hello, he never asks for money.
His clothes are dingy, his hair is matted, and his eyes seem dead.
But when I pass by and tell him Hi his eyes light up and he seems alive again.
He does not want money he just wants to be acknowledged, he just wants people to know he exists.