#homeless camps

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City of La Crosse to enforce camping ban in late August

Unsheltered residents of La Crosse have about a week to vacate unauthorized campsites within city limits.

By Ezra Wall | Wisconsin Public Radio Unsheltered residents of La Crosse have about a week to vacate unauthorized campsites within city limits. For years, city leaders in La Crosse have tried to answer the question of how to deal with the large number of unsheltered people. Social service organizations struggle to keep up with the demand for services and residents balance concern for…

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Exploring the Hidden Struggles of Homelessness in Louisville: A Day in the Life of an Outreach Worker

Understanding Louisville Through the Eyes of an Outreach Worker There are countless ways to experience a city — through its charming front porches, vibrant restaurants, or bustling tourist attractions. However, for Angel Sivado, the real essence of Louisville, Ky., is revealed through its homeless camps. She has become intimately familiar with the hidden corners of the city, knowing each overpass…

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San Francisco's Homeless Cleanup Efforts Spark Controversy Ahead of U.S.-China Summit

https://headlinehorizon.com/Politics/House/1296

In preparation for the upcoming U.S.-China summit, San Francisco has faced criticism for its efforts to remove homeless camps from its streets. This article sheds light on the ongoing debate and the potential implications of the city's actions.

[mittenmitter]

Burnside and Broadway

[newluddite]

Homeless camps.

I joined a cycling group a while ago. I ride fairly often to keep the ole grim reaper away. More fun than a gym or running around in the dark.

I was out last weekend with my group and we rode past a "portable village" homeless camp. Downtown in the city homeless people set up tents and shelters on the streets. The thing we went past was far up market from that.

Rent is crazy around here, but not just because homes are expensive, but because many people are willing to pay crazy rents. Rents would come down if there were vacancies. My younger daughter lives in Sydney Australia about a mile from that famous bridge. She has a nice modest apartment that costs $2000 AUS a month. Even adjusting for exchange rates that is way more than my mortgage was. It is similar on this side of the pacific.

Crazy high rents drop people off the bottom of the affordability scale. That is the cruelty of economics.

This portable village did not have tents. It was several city blocks in an isolated industrial area with RVs like motor homes, and travel trailers including those huge 5th wheel things. As we passed you could hear generators running and there was lots of trash around. The city did not provide garbage pickup as this was not a residential area. Result was more than a bit of trash. These people had enough money to get RVs, but not quite enough for rent.

This "village" popped up soon after a similar camp was booted out of a very nice park on the seaside in Vancouver proper. The newspaper went down there and did interviews as a story a few months earlier. One "resident" had a new Tesla on Lease and was working as an Uber Driver. His budget was tight so he had bought an old motor home to live in. The city was "educating" them to leave as it was illegal to park overnight in the area let alone for several months. If they did not get the message they were going to be towed. They found a new spot. We had to pass it on our ride loop.

The camp we passed was maybe a dozen to twenty trailers and motor homes. None were new and shiny, but all were serviceable. Most appeared to have current vehicle plates so could be moved. There were also some barbecues and cars parked in the area. Those cars included BMWs but usually more modest Hondas and Toyotas. I have also seen some of those big Pickup trucks which are necessary to move 5th wheel trailers. None of that is cheap, but less than rents.

Maybe it was a choice $2000 / month for the vehicle or rent?

So not homeless, but address less.

Yes those RVs have toilets and showers and kitchens so they can be comfortable. They are not connected to city water or sewers. The less social denizens would just dump their waste on the street, or into the storm sewers. I guess the good citizens would seek out proper sewer dumping places. They would have to find water as well. Maybe a friendly business nearby.

Most of the other people in my cycling group are pretty well off. Lawyers, government workers, even an airline pilot. They had not seen this before. I had. There had been a stretch on 4rth Ave in Vancouver by a nice park that had RVs lined up until they were moved on after like 2 years. Then that colony along Spanish banks.

There was a definite murmur among the group and a bit of surprise that this was here. People were living here? What was the city going to do? Generally surprise that "this could happen."

Unlike downtown homeless there was no apparent link to crime or drugs. These were people who had some money, perhaps quite a bit, but just found a way to save money on rent in exchange for a bit of inconvenience.

Thing is if the city does not officially know about it then they have to do nothing. Doing anything is going to cost them money. Are they going to find a nice RV camp to put these people in? No that aint happening. People who will not pay for services or would compete with tourists for space. Would they do what Vancouver did and just push them on to somewhere else? Most likely if the city acts they will just do that and clean up the trash. There has been a small trailer encampment there for several years. It is getting obtrusive.

Our city is fairly large in area, lots of places to go and hide. There is a nice park near my house and I have noticed a camper parked there overnight for a month or so. Just one so no fuss.

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny dies every night.

So! Danny's secret Ghost Powers remained a secret for about 6 Hours.

After turning back into a Human, he had immediately gone back to his room and tried to fall asleep, pretending none of it was even real, that it was just a dream. The idea that he had just died was understandably hard to swallow, not to mention the fact he had somehow come back.

All he wanted to do was rest and figure it out later. It was a problem for Future Danny.

Except when he woke up, something was wrong.

He felt Cold, Colder than he had ever been before. It was as if he had a chunk of pure Ice stuck in his Chest, the cold spreading across every part of his body. With a start he realized that his chest wasn't moving at all, either from the beating of his heart or the breaths he was supposed to be taking.

He wasn't breathing. His heart wasn't pumping. The Ice in his chest was the feeling of his heart not pumping, still and unnaturally cold. At that realization, he felt his Heart begin beating again.

He ran downstairs, hoping to get his parents help. He didn't know what was going on exactly, but they must be able to help him right?! They were the leading experts on Undead Biology, they must know how to help him!

When he reached the kitchen, he saw his parents and Jazz huddled together at the table, crying together for some reason.

"Mom! Dad! Jazz! Somethings wrong! I don't know what happened, but last night I-"

He stopped when he saw their faces. Their cheeks were tear-streaked, eyes bloodshot, but the thing he noticed first was the grief and absolutely confusion in their eyes. They were staring at him as if they had seen a Ghost, figuratively of course, and they seemed to he trying to connect the dots in their heads.

"Danny?" Jazz asked in a shaky voice. "Is that you?"

"Jazz?" He asked in return, "What do you mean, of course it's me?"

She looked hopeful for a moment, before his mom stood up.

"No." She said, her voice held a hard edge. "It's not."

Danny almost fell over when she said that. "W-what?" He asked, "What are you talking about Mo-"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" She yelled. She gripped the Blaster in her hand tighter, aiming it at him. "I checked everything when we found Danny's body! He had no Pulse, no Brain Activity, and his Ecto Levels were far higher than normal! Danny is Dead! And you killed him!"

"What?!" Danny yelled in shock, "I didn't kill hi-I mean, I didn't kill me-I mean-What are you talking about!?"

This time his dad answered, getting up from the table himself. In his hand was another Blaster. "Danny's Ecto Levels could only have been that high if killed by something with a large amount of Ectoplasm, enough to leave such a mark. The Portal was open for hours last night before we found it and sealed it up, and that's when you got through isn't it!?"

His Dad leveled the Blaster to him.

"No! I'm not a Ghost, it's me! It's Danny!?" He pleaded, "Mom, I always baked you a cake on mother's day! Dad, I helped you clean up the lab the last time you blew it up! It's me!"

"Nice try." His mother said, "Die again, Ecto Scum."

That day, Danny ran away from home.

...

Ever since that day, Danny had been running as far as he could from Amity Park.

After he got out of the house, he tried to find any place he could hide as he figured everything out. His first try was Tucker, but his parents had anticipated that and beat him to the Punch. The same happened when he tried to go to Sam's, he barely escaped that situation alive(?).

At first he tried to stay in Amity, hoping he would eventually find a way to convince his parents of his true identity, so everything could go back to normal.

He abandoned that hope about a week later, when his parents got the local authorities on their side and issued a public service announcement stating he was a Murderer who killed their son, and to contact the Police if anybody saw him. The mindless Ghost they captured and presented on the Local News cemented the publics view on him.

So he ran from Amity.

The first few weeks on the Run were the worst. He wasn't used to surviving on the street, much less evading the Law Enforcement that seemed to keep finding him. He had to constantly stay on the move to keep away from the pursuit of his Parents, the Police, and the weird guys in white suits who had shown up once he passed the State Border.

His new Ghost Powers were the only thing that had let him get away most of those times. He could turn into a Full Ghost whenever he wanted, unlocking all of his powers for the time being, but also seemingly sending up a Beacon to whoever was looking for him. He found it was much easier to use their weakened versions in his Human Form.

As for his Undead-ness, he had mostly figured it out. His body was lying to him. He was Dead, but his Body was just pretending to be alive for his own sake. He didn't need to breath anymore, and his heart didn't need to pump, but they did because he felt that they needed to. He probably didn't even need to eat anymore.

The problem was that it couldn't keep it up when he was asleep. No matter what, every time he fell asleep his Body would die again, and when he woke up he would have to make it Live again.

One of the main reasons he kept getting caught recently was because well-meaning civilians would report to the Police that there was a Dead Teenager under a Bridge, or on a Park Bench, or on one memorable occasion in a Ditch. He would wake up in a Body Bag, escape, and be reported to his Pursuers.

At least his pattern of movement was untraceable so far.

Turns out, the Portal's opening had much more of an effect than his parents had anticipated. The Shockwave in the fabric of Reality when they punched a hole through it (and him), had caused dozens of Natural Portals to form across the Country, opening and closing in random places, soaking the area of Ectoplasm.

As an apparent Ghost, Danny was somehow drawn to these places. Whenever he got to one he felt rejuvenated, as if the stress of the past few days had never happened to him. He could only assume that he was Absorbing the Ectoplasm in the area to feed himself, based on a few of the things he remembered from his parents constant ramblings.

Whenever he would go to one of these places, he would find a bunch of Ghosts. Some were friendly, defying all of his expectations, while others were...less so.

They seemed to resent the fact that he was still half-alive, some simply jabbing insults at him, others straight up attacking him. It seemed that Life was a sore subject among those guys. Or maybe it was him stopping them whenever they attacked humans...that was probably more accurate.

Sometimes the Ghosts he would meet were in the middle of attacking humans to fulfill what they called their "Obsessions". He learned that all Undead, and basically all Immortal Beings, have Obsessions. They are their Sole Purpose in existence, a built in defense mechanism against insanity by giving them something to dedicate Eternity to.

He didn't know if he had an Obsession, but if he did he hoped it was easier to manage than theirs seemed to be. One of them was obsessed with attention, but got it by hypnotizing humans into adoring her. She chilled out after a while. Another loved the thrill of the Hunt, but only wanted rare game. He chased after Danny a lot in pursuit of his "One of a Kind Pelt".

He fought then off and saved people whenever he could, although sometimes it was risky. Many of them were older and more experienced than him, so he was forced to use his Ghost Form against some of them, sacrificing his hiding spot to save the people being terrorized.

He sort of enjoyed it. Whenever he helped people, saved them from danger, he felt better about his situation. As if he was making the best out of the horrible situation his life had turned into by helping as many people as he could. He always felt a bit more motivated to keep going every time he helped anybody.

Maybe that was his Obsession? Helping others? He didn't really think so, he was nowhere near altruistic enough to consider that a possibility. Maybe it was Space? He always felt that same relief when he would camp out away from the Cities. Eh, he'll probably never know.

This cycle of finding a new hiding spot, getting discovered, and running away again continued for a while. Years even.

Danny had Died at 14. He was now 17, and had been homeless for 3 years.

He hoped this next hiding spot would last a bit longer than the previous ones. This one felt different, the Ectoplasm he was wandering towards felt older than the other places he had gone. His previous hiding spots had always been the site of a recent Natural Portal, and the Ectoplasm in the atmosphere would feel Fresh and Wild.

But the Ectoplasm where he was going tasted Older, Stronger, more Set in Stone than the others had. Wherever he wad headed to next, it had been soaking in Ectoplasm for far longer than any other place he had ever been, even in Amity.

He walked up the the Sign at the side of the road, introducing the City to newcomers.

"Welcome to Gotham City" it said.

[lost-onpurpose]

Key Takeaways (By Yahoo)

The Supreme Court decided on Friday that cities can enforce bans on homeless people sleeping outdoors in West Coast areas where shelter space is lacking.

In a 6-3 decision along ideological lines, the high court reversed a ruling by a San Francisco-based appeals court that found outdoor sleeping bans amount to cruel and unusual punishment

A bipartisan group of leaders had argued the ruling against the bans made it harder to manage outdoor encampments encroaching on sidewalks and other public spaces in nine Western states

The Supremely Corrupt Court just ruled being homeless is a crime

[skeletonapricationday]

Even more spicy David Headcannons

Here's the first one

I forgot how fun headcannons were, especially smutty ones. My David kink is never ending. I know I legit posted minutes ago but IDGAF!

He's so twitchy, he can't help it. His thighs jump and jolt, his fingers clench and twitch, his head can't decide which direction its going with every wave of pleasure. His twitchy self is all over the place. Sometimes you just gotta hold the man down. (He loves being pinned anyway.)

He is so touchy. The only time he pulls your hair is on accident, when his needy hands find there way on your head during a blowjob. Sometimes he'll tug you when he doesn't feel you're close enough when he's doing you from behind. He'll grip his hands onto your back while you ride him, making it impossible to pull away from him. This twink has needy strength!

Speaking of blowjobs, he doesn't exactly know his stance on them. They feel incredible, and he enjoys the closeness. Yet, at the same time he hates making you swallow. You're very adamant about it, especially since he's such a healthy eater, you enjoy it. At the same time he would be disheartened if you spit, so there's no winning. He'll always accept one, but it isn't the first thing that comes to mind when he thinks about getting freaky with you.

Now, on the other hand he loves 69ing. It's the best of both worlds to him. It's harder to think about the guilt of you swallowing his unborn children when his tongue is busy. Plus if he cums prematurely he still has his mouth to work you. He loves the way your wetness drips down onto his face and the way you taste, that added onto the pleasure of your mouth wrapped around his cock- there's nothing better. Well, expect actual sex of course.

His tongue is always busy, and I mean busy. He has an obsession with giving rather than receiving. Something about the way you coo and praise him, the way you moan. He loves when your toes curl, when your thighs turn into earmuffs, and being practically waterboarded by your wetness. If he hasn't made you cum once from shoving his tongue inside you during a sexual rendezvou, he has failed. And Davy ain't no quitter. It goes on and on if you don't stop him, so watch out.

David doesn't enjoy being tied up. He hates not being able to run his hands all over you. Wether its having a death grip on your ass, thighs, or even your waist he wants it. He worships you from top to bottom, and that's hard to do with his hands tied. Now, he has found out on the other hand he enjoys tying you up. He still isn't the most dominant when he does, but he does get revenge for all those "one more" s you've given him.

David gains more confidence in the bedroom over time, which is natural for most relationships but when you say confidence you mean it. The more sure he is that he can make you orgasm, the more excited he is for the session. When you taught him how to properly finger you (hes not a virgin, just none of his exes talked him through it), he kept asking you to be his test dummy for weeks. Hes quite the quick learner. Once he learned the basics he became utterly focused on mastering them, and he has. Which has lead to his sexual confidence, at least towards you.

David comes with a nasty habit. He anxiously bites his bottom lip, always leaving it sore and red. This upsets you since he's got such a pretty mouth. He does this in and out of the bedroom. You basically have to shove your fingers in his mouth to make him stop, which has awakened a whole new kink within him. He's started doing it on purpose just so he can feel your dominant hand stop him and fingers press on the bottom of his tongue. Something about the weight and intimacy of it turns him on.

This boy just can't stop saying please. He's so polite even when he's asking to cum. It's such a cute habit of his. "Please let me cum." "Please, you're so tight. I can't do it." "Baby, please." He finds a new use for the word every time you fuck.

He sure knows how to beg. Davy has started looking for the keywords you like the most in bed. Learning what to plead for and what to subtlety demand. You haven't even noticed it over time but his every word is catered to your needs and lust. Oh mommy can't he cum early just this once?

Oh yes he says mommy, look at that cute little face. He just wants to babied every once in a while. Let him lay back with a goofy grin on his face covered in wetness as he patiently waits for more from his mommy. David doesn't say it often cause it makes him feel emrbassed, but when he gets really into it, it just slips out. You first learned about his mommy kink on accident. He was pumping deep inside of you squeezing his eyes shut with an agape mouth on the brink of an orgasm when it slipped. When he said his first mommy you couldn't help but make him cum again and again, hearing it was so cute!

David has no problem exploring any interesting kinks or fetishes you have. He makes you deal with his (you do more than just deal, you enjoy), so of course he'd willingly try yours. Wether its a night when he ends up blindfolded and covered in wax, or a more subtle fetish like spitting into his mouth, he'll try it. Getting you off gets him off. He's a pleasure bottom all the way.

David isn't exactly packing. He isn't huge but he isn't small either. He's working with a perfect 6 inches, average across the board. It's not so big that it'll hurt or take too much preparation, but it's not so small that you don't feel a thing. Like a dirtier version of goldilocks you think his dick is just right.

The base starts out the color of his skin and slowly fades into a dusty pink. It's like the perfect shade to you. He's your multicolored fun stick. He isn't very veiny, he doesn't work out much afterall. His job is athletic enough (herding kids is cardio, for sure). And yes, the carpet does match the drapes.

[michaelpaul7]

[bigpappahope]

A seemingly abandoned homeless camp deep in the Florida woods

[camphelion]

[ashtxeman]

WHAT THE FUCK NIGHTMARE TIME VOLUME 2 PART 2. WHERE'VE YOU BEEN HIDING THIS.

[briarpatch-kids]

I hate when I see funding requests from bloggers who have given some REALLY rancid opinions on higher needs disabilities and they always use their disability to "justify" why you should be giving them money. And I'll never say anything because clearly they need help, and I'm not a TOTAL monster, but is why is it that people like me and my friends should die in pain for being disabled but you deserve help and money for the same reasons???

[thefreethoughtprojectcom]

Governors and big city mayors across the western United States are demanding the “right” to drive the homeless from view and have pushed for the Supreme Court to remove the Martin v. Boise restrictions on criminalizing the unhoused.

Read More: https://thefreethoughtproject.com/homeless/as-homeless-crisis-worsens-multiple-states-move-to-criminalize-homelessness

#TheFreeThoughtProject #TFTP

[kittykatrattie]

Sometimes life is truly just putting that guy in fucked up situations to watch them wither

[arlo-venn]

Arlo & I are gonna be camping in eastern Kentucky to celebrate his 8th (!) birthday at the end of this month :-)

Four days, just him and I on a large number of acres in rural Appalachia… which is likely going to spook me out as someone who’s listened to way too many supernatural/folklore stories about the area… lol. But it’s for Arlo, so I’ll cope.

I just wanted him to get to run free for a few days because his living situation is kind of unfair to him and he has been getting less attention than he deserves lately. I used my credits from that hipcamp fiasco in NY so it’s free, too :)