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| A buddy of mine was a cop in Spanish Harlem.
As a rookie officer, he saw this panhandler in a wheelchair often. After Desert Storm started, he was suddenly in cammies and a sign claiming to be a vet of Desert Storm. Despite having long hair and the conflict having just started, people were lining up to give him money.
My friend’s probationary officers walk up to this guy and knock him out of his wheelchair. The crowd is upset and there is nearly a riot until the guy who had been in the wheelchair stands up. The crowd shut up and dispersed.
This panhandler told my friend he made a okay living and put $75 a day in the bank. The occasional loss of the wheelchair was the cost of business. | |
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