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摘要

Outside a tony osteria in the mission District, the oldest settled part of San Francisco, a 29-year-old muralist with the word hopeless tattooed across his knuckles holds a sign: miserable, hungry, homeless and completely without any shred of hope. Ronin Tomoshima has been living on the streets for six months and standing on this spot for two hours, panhandling outside a restaurant where a $29 octopus sandwich sold out by 8 p.m.-and was quickly replaced by a $27 swordfish plate. "A bunch of rich people moved into my neighborhood," he says. "I'm not going to let them run me out because they have more money than me."