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November 27, 2007

PHILIP
“You are really looking pale and tired this morning.”
TONY
“Yeah well I couldn’t sleep all night. Couldn’t stop coughing so I just laid there. I’m coaching a friend of mine.”
PHILIP
“What do you mean by ‘coaching’ ?”
TONY
“He’s got himself hooked so I’m trying to help him. I think I can help this guy.”
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November 19, 2007

TONY
“Hey Phil, do you have two bucks? My pneumonia is killing me; I need to lie down somewhere.”
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November 13, 2007

TONY
“Phil, you should hear what happened to me Saturday night:
I was paying my respects to Silvio, the homeless guy who got killed in September down at King and Ronces, the guy I told you about and we wrote in the blog. So I got on my bike and I start coughing and coughing and coughing, you know, because of my pneumonia. Anyway, I was riding down King Street while I was coughing my ass off — guess who comes around the corner down near Dufferin? I’ll tell you who came around the corner. It was that same fire truck from 426 Division, you know the one that saved me from being run over last winter and it’s also the same one that ran over my friend a few months back. So I nearly hit this truck — but I don’t — but there’s this car behind the truck and this car is totally new, shined up and everything. Plus, believe it or not, it’s a new Porsche 911. I’m not kidding you. So I try to miss hitting the Porsche but I wiped out, into into the back quarter panel. So, of course, the guy gets out of the car, of course he’s pissed at me, and I’m telling you, he’s six-foot-something and he’s got biceps that could crack walnuts. So he looks at down me and says: ‘I know you. You’re homelessmanspeaks.com.’ So he’s was pretty nice to me considering but now I owe him $100.”
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November 25, 2006

TONY
“People mostly don’t realize it but homeless people need to watch out for each other. There’s this homeless guy, I know him a little, he’s just finding butts on the street and using them like that so he’s always getting sick with colds and pneumonia and that stuff. So I tell him just to do a little surgery on the butts. I tell him to cut off half the filter and that gets rid of the germs. I smoke new cigarettes mostly so it’s not a problem for me.”
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