I met my aggressive druggie beggar today. He was in front of me at the bus terminal cafe trying to buy some fries and curry sauce. I recognized him, but he clearly didn't recognize me...
At least he was more sober today - and broke. He was trying to pay for his meal with 1, 5 and 10 cent coins and didn't even have enough for a small portion of fries. He looked cold and hungry, and was shivering. I gave in and paid.
What a life.