This good-for-nothing grew up a country boy but turned into street trash real quick. He took a bus down to Florida to hook up with a chick that turned out to be a tranny, and when he flipped out she kicked him out on the streets. He got our number and called from the Greyhound station wondering if we had any beds open. My guess is that he figured that a halfway house was a cheap place to stay if he didn't make enough a bus ticket in the men's room. You'd be surprised how many young men use halfway houses as hostels when they are down on their luck. We tend to discourage that type of guy, but I thought, "What the hell, I'll go pick him up and see what he looks like."