A few weeks ago, I took a trip to New York City with some friends. We visited the Museum of Modern Art, then walked up the street for some lunch and passed this guy on the way. After we had our food, we walked back an hour later and he still hadn't moved still there. I thought it would make a good picture - in one of the wealthiest parts of the wealthiest city in the wealthiest country, you get a guy sleeping in front of a building. Or maybe he lives in that building and just lost his keys?
Anyway, we had saved some food from lunch, so my friend's wife woke him up and gave him some seafood salad. He was grateful.