We see 'em every day, and the old Jimmy Cox tune says it best: "Nobody Knows You When You’re Down and Out." Whether it draws sympathy or just simple social discomfort, we all read their ragged cardboard billboards, and some are surprisingly funny. “Will take verbal abuse, $1” and “Need cash for alcohol research” all makes us smile, but the anonymous drifter at the intersection of I-35 and 51st Street whose sign read, “Ninjas killed my family; need money for kung fu lessons” garnered outbursts of laughter and open wallets alike.
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