It's been 36 years that you live in the streets. Sleeping on the ground in you own dirt and piss, struggling to find some food. You finally got used to it.

But this morning you open your eyes to discover a young lady leaning towards you. How did she find you in this deserted secluded place you occupy? She seems so nice and innocent, and she smells so good, so cute with her large smile and her pleated skirt.

Good morning sir, sorry to disturb, I am part of a catholic association who tries to help the homeless people in need.

Can I do anything for you, sir? Anything you have in mind?