I was at MacD's with a friend at the central station last night. Some homeless dude comes to our table and asks for money, we don't have any coins on us so he gets the last nuggets. Then another homeless looking dude comes by to ask for food, I look up and it's one of my childhood friends - we fell out of touch 5 years ago for some reason. At first he doesn't even recognize me, but after I talk to him he sits down. I had no idea how to strike up a conversation, the man looked high as shit, 60 pounds lighter and 40 years older since last I saw him. Anyway, we got talking and it turns out that he was stabbed 8 months ago, some girl he was seeing forgot to tell him that she was actually cheating on another dude with Bjørn. Turns out the other guy was Hells Angels and when he found out what she was doing, he came over to Bjørns place and stabbed him to the point of clinical death. He can't work as a carpenter anymore, he can barely walk since the guy sliced his right leg open, he's homeless. Fucking weird to see a childhood friend fiending around the central station.