He could have gotten something at one of the new Chicago Housing Authority 
metahuman projects, but that would have meant having to admit he was a 
metahuman, that he was truly a troll, and Peter was not prepared to do that. 
Every day, the moment he woke up, he said aloud, "I’m human, pure human, I’m
really human, and I’m going to be pure human again." He feared that if he didn’t
remind himself every day, he might forget his dream. And then where would he be?