We had a lot of guilt.
The guys lost a lot of weight while we were there.
We had good food but between the temperature and
the fact that, I mean near the end I couldn't,
I was just picking at it like a bird.
I couldn't sit down and eat big meals anymore.
I felt guilty all the time. Especially when you
see the kids downtown and are kind of getting
skinny and ribs showing and that kinda stuff.
They also had professional beggars running around and
they would steal kids and put pins in
their fingers and make them cry and
they weren't even their children.
They were trying to play on it too right.
So you go looking and you're wondering like,
how much of this is real, how much of this
is the scam artist kind of stuff,
but there was people really in the hurt locker.
I had a moped driver that I used to use
regularly so he was with me as a moped guy,
every time I went out with him
I'd pay him five bucks for the evening and
that was really good money around there,
so he took good care of me.
Same thing, little kids, all that kind of stuff so
I always kind of kicked them a couple of extra bucks.
I figured if I can't help everybody
I might as well help the people I know anyways right,
so I always give them a couple extra bucks or buy
them some clothes because
their clothes were falling apart.