I am disgusted by their dirty faces. They are like mangy mutts, always on the streets looking for handouts. They can’t even take care of themselves yet they expect people me to help them. I am far too busy looking after my own family. My theory is that if I don’t see their dirty faces, then they aren’t a problem. I don’t like taking my daughter to the park in fear that she might be exposed to the homeless people that are roaming around the entire place looking for handouts. However, my daughter insisted that we go. When we arrived at the park, she instantly started running around. She was like wild animal released from its cage. I sat on the bench and watched my little girl run and play. She would constantly look back to make sure I was watching