A homeless man sat on the step outside a Vinnies op shop packing his meagre possessions into a second-hand wheelie case he had just received. He dreaded the long walk back to the kiosk under which he slept last night.
Would it be safe? He was often hassled as he slept. But, where else could he go? Nowhere is safe when you are on the streets.
A young woman inside the shop (let’s call her Kylie) was intrigued by the way he continually unfolded, read and then refolded a piece of paper.