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If he's Irish and on crutches a lot of the time, then yes.
My second-favourite of the vagrants is the scrotey woman who had a tin whistle until about a year ago who'll go round all of the outside tables along King St asking for change in the most annoying of voices. She looks like actual turd. You see her at other times (when she's with her pimp) and she actually scrubs up ok (for a crack head). It always makes me wonder how long it takes her to leave the house looking like shit.
The number 3 position is the aggressive Welsh crack-heads under the bearpit who get really, really aggressive if anyone ignores them (which is everyone)
Oh, and the guy on the bridge by the waterfront with the boxes and sticks who is ABSOLUTELY RUBBISH at drumming. He nearly got belted for having a go at a mate of mine for not giving him money. He's been replaced with much nicer black chap playing the Kora.
My absolute favourite homeless ever is Bear, the street poet - he's a fantastically well-spoken sort who'll recite absolutely reams of poetry at you and then sit and have a natter about Babylonian cuneform [sp?]. He's amazing.
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