Here is a group photo of Columbia's homeless population, taken while walking. Pay careful attention to the man in the wheelchair. Several bystanders told me that this man has knifed a fellow vagrant over instant oatmeal packets. However, this is all hearsay.






My barber Greg, the source of the hearsay.

This is Karl. He is part of the growing homeless population of Columbia. I've been told he stole a car with the angry disabled hobo, but that's just hearsay. I myself have talked to Karl. I've even handed him a blended icy juice beverage. He started to talk about his life, why he's angry at certain Columbia establishments, and so forth and so on in a soft mumbled voice. I walked away after he started spinning a yarn about witnessing police murder an acquaintance during in his youth. Dome was looking nervous.

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Karl "West", a homeless citizen of Columbia, Mo., is told he much cease loitering outside of Quinton's on Ninth St. Karl can usually be found outside of the pub between 7am and 5pm blaring music from a battery operated boom-box. "They kicked me out once, so I'm going to show them. I'll ruin their business," Karl said.

Q: Why make a blog?
A: Because I must. Very simple.