I don't claim to know the complicated chain of events that lead to thepanhandler doing the rounds in the lunch yard. All we got was a feeble and garbled "please help me out" while she held out a scribbled note for us to read. We refused and she moved on. A few minutes later, I turned around and noticed (a) she was putting the money in what appears to be a decent handbag and (b) she checked her cellular phone for voicemails. Moments later, she could be heard yelling at whomever was on the other end. Either way you look at it...accessories and technology should be left behind when looking for a few bucks.
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