A beggar yesterday asked me for “four or five dollars.” Talk about inflation! Tramps used to hit me up for quarters. (I told him — truthfully — I had no bills, but he could have my loose change. “No thanks,” he says as he walked away.)
A beggar yesterday asked me for “four or five dollars.” Talk about inflation! Tramps used to hit me up for quarters. (I told him — truthfully — I had no bills, but he could have my loose change. “No thanks,” he says as he walked away.)