My home. Behind dumpster. Live there. Sleep with gravel tearing my cheekbone. Get work sometimes - not enough paycheck to move out. Food, cigs, quart of beer. Money spent.
Need to use facility. Some businesses just say "no." Others have restrooms that read: "Customers Only." But money spent.
Go back home. Behind dumpster. Doin' my business.
White car pulls up. Officer steps out. "Urinating in public."