
This is a story about an experiment in giving.
I’m used to walking down the street and seeing someone sitting on the sidewalk with a sign:
“Homeless. Please Help.”
And I feel it—that tension. That deep, emotional tug to help.
But then the mental calculus starts. There are so many great causes I could be supporting with that dollar. I could give to a food pantry. Or support addiction recovery. Or donate to a shelter with wraparound services. Or contribute to an organization that tackles root causes like housing policy or mental health care.
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