Hmm a little sad now.

I used to work at Tory street for a few years. I saw Blanket Man every day, he was always there. Sometimes on the way to work he was already up and smoking a can, making me jealous of having to sit in an office for hours. Always nodding and smiling to passers by, proving that if you really want to you can live an alternative life.

I hope he found his peace.