Bums are the well-to-do of this day. They didn't have as far to fall. >>
Like two doomed ships that pass in storm we had crossed each other's w >>
Bums are the well-to-do of this day. They didn't have as far to fall. >>
Those colorful denizens of male despair, the Bowery bum and the rail-r >>
Bums are the well-to-do of this day. They didn't have as far to fall.