I just gave money to a beggar. Actually, I didn’t give money to a beggar; I gave money to a person. She stopped me as I got off the train this morning at work, begging for a few dollars to buy shoes. She looked like she had been up all night (it was 7am) and I knew she didn’t need shoes. Well, she did, but I knew my money wouldn’t go for shoes. I gave her a dollar, and she cursed me because it wasn’t more; “I’m sick of it!” she said, and I’m sure she was.