The saddest thing about being homeless is that they lack the funds to give...
I mean as much as mass consumption has convinced us to buy as much as we can it'd is still such a great feeling to be able to be generous, friendly or able to open up to someone.
Homeless people don't get a right to do this, I mean who the hell wants to sit down and tell a bum their life story so that perhaps the bum gets a chance to do some counselling... no... all they get is the guilt of getting everything given to them, and not being able to give anything back.
Free food, clothes, counselling, ciggs.
and they buy drugs to cover the anxiety caused by lack of good health and the feeling of involvement in the community.
I don't think its lack of money that gets to homeless people, its the loneliness, and I don't know how one can achieve this in a such a short experiment especially when you know you can escape whenever you want, because at least then you got some motivation, hell you could even enjoy it.
It's a proven fact that people are far less likely to resort to despair when they know they have a way out of something.