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A law firm pay for research Homelessness is a kind of internal exile that distributes people among the two hundred and thirty-six shelters around the city and keeps them moving. In this restlessness, the homeless remind me of the ghostly streaks on photos of the city from long ago, where the cameras slow shutter speed could capture only a persons blurry passing. Of all the homeless people who gave me their cell-phone numbers, only twoMarcus (Country) Springs and a woman I talked to briefly named Rebeca Gonzzalescould still be reached after a few weeks had passed. That their cell phones continued to work made them also photographable, and Springss portrait accompanies this article.
