Oh no, there's one of those panhandlers up ahead. No, I am not going to cross the street just to avoid him. Err, I think it's a him. You can't always tell anymore. Not that I care.
People can dress and wear their hair however they want to.
Doesn't bother me. Oh, I hate it when they ask for change. I don't have enough to help out every beggar I see on the streets. Look, all I want to do is get from point A to point B and maybe do a little shopping in between. Oh, maybe I will cross the street.