The day that I first met my bearded friend (to the left), he walked up to me, and shook my hand. Then in perfect Queens English and with a sharp eye told me "Don't underestimate me, I may be dressed in rags, but my mind is still sharp, and I haven't lost my dignity. Now, close your gapping mouth and take a photo of me and my friend". He was found dead on the street on a cold winter day, a few months after this photo was taken.
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