Winters in your small town are harsh. Especially for those who do not have anywhere to go.

The town is still shrouded in the light of the blue hour, sunrise yet to come as you walk to the farmer's market to buy the produce for your Cafe.

Turning into a street, you freeze, as a large but beaten down and dirty, scantily covered man sits on the pavement, curled into himself, half frozen to sickness as he looks at you pitifully, with a couple pennies lying around - he's homeless.