My Homeless Adventures During A Year Long Restraining Order

On May 2, 2022 I became homeless...

9/2/2022

My Homeless Adventures

A day after one of my best, bestest friends Charles Costa III passed on, my father and I had an argument and he kicked me out of his house. Today, it will be four months since I've slept at the place that is STILL my legal residence, although, no longer my home. I am, and have been, less the place I used to call home for four months. I have been sleeping on couchs, in cars, at rest areas, in parking lots, on other couches, at friends', at Walmart, on an air matress in a parking area, at former best friend's, on bunk beds, at ponds, at beaches, down the Cape, in Marshfield, Fall River, Lakeville, Swansea, and all the way to East Bridgewater and back again. Back from where? Exactly.

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Dead Ass. I don't wanna lie. Not about this. What I am about to do is show you a raw and candid, an unedited and then edited, up close and too personal look at my life , as I try to document my experience being a poor homeless bum.

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