I came here to buy some Christmas goods and bring them back to Finland to sell in the markets. But I was stupid. I left my hotel with the cash in my pocket, had a few drinks, met a woman, and woke up in an alley. Lineman Pocket T-Shirt. Don’t remember much. Even my ID was gone. I’ve been here ever since. There’s nothing left for me back home. The divorce was finalized in May. The money’s gone. I’ve got nothing waiting for me but debts. This isn’t my first time in Paris. I’ve been here one hundred times before but always on the other side of the wall. The good side: nice hotels, nice restaurants, plenty of money in the pocket. Now I’m seeing all the shit. All the crap.
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The alleyways are filled with young men who should be defending their own homes and families and countries but now they’re here and they don’t give a shit about anybody. Lineman Pocket T-Shirt. Three times my clothes have been stolen right next to me. Sometimes when I’m awake. They don’t say ‘please.’ I’m stressed as hell. I’m not sleeping. Last month I had a heart attack right in front of the hospital. Everyone turned away when I asked for help. They could tell that I’m a street person. I try to keep clean, but I had my clothes in a plastic bag. So they knew. I was on the ground for several minutes before a Nigerian man finally stopped to help.