Today I hit the streets with a couple of little friends. We went in search of a Turkey a friend of mine said he saw while driving. We wandered around old warehouses and walked the railroad tracks and pretty much lived the life of vagrants for a hour or so.
There are a lot of people around our part of town who have chosen to live on the streets. They beg for money in the highway medians and find empty lots with high weeds and clumps of trees to make little camps.
We had a good time walking the streets and roaming around the hidden lots. We walked and talked and stopped at a convenience store for some snacks.
There are all kinds of secret places in every neighborhood. Places where the outcasts hide away from society at large and places where children build secret forts for their secret clubs. You should take a walk sometime in your neighborhood and poke around where the weeds grow high. Just be vigilant and ready to do battle there is danger sure enough. The people on the streets are not there by accident. They do not play well with others!