The fellow currently sleeping rough beyond my window is having a bad night. He sleeps in the day and stays awake against threats for most of the night, but on this occasion I've been watching him smoke out and beat his clothes on a pole before placing his things in a box on a tarp, then use his lighter on the items he couldn't strip off completely. I suspect he was trying to rid himself of unwelcome critters, before moving on to another resting spot.

So many layers of hardship in our world.