Smart Ass Cripple Is Beautiful, Part A Million

I love when a story leads you somewhere unexpected.

What he's talking about has never happened to me. Maybe it's because I don't use a wheelchair. Or, maybe because I live in a fairly small town, where if people don't know me, they probably know my face and form. That kind of charity only really happens with strangers, I think. People can imagine the perfect recipient, but those illusions crumble as soon as they get to know the person a bit, and find out how complicated they really are.