I went to Trader Joe’s after work the other evening to pick up some up their fabulous pita chips and instead gained some insight into a different part of life in DC: being a homeless vendor.
Near the entrance of the store stood a man, who introduced himself to me as David. He was selling newspapers called Street Sense which I have previously written about. This vendor was middle-aged and friendly but not in an aggressive way. He was just talking to people and smiling, letting them know that his newspaper was for sale and that he was a writer.… Read More