Maybe it's just a comfort level thing: let me explain:
For some reason, people who need something on the street are magnetically attracted to me. I don't mean, "hey panhandlers always ask me for change," No. I can see someone walking down the street with that "I need directions" look in the eye, and I will watch them pass up 10 people and stop to ask me for directions. People ask me for cigarettes when I'm not smoking. I've had (more than one person) stop me and ask me for Zig-Zags... and this was before I grew my hair out. Kids ask me for cigarettes, and to buy booze. I've even had some crazy dude show me his collection of bullet and knife scars and believe me it was more extensive than I needed to know.
So basically I'm like the doctor doolittle of street urchins. I don't know why, but as Uncle Ben said, with great power comes great responsibility.
What I was trying to say, is that I'm sure the little punks didn't think you looked "old".
I have gray hairs
