The very first thing I did when I got my Jax plushie, was to give him a makeover! He always looked like a little punk to me, so I gave him earrings and a scarf! Hehehe
Zooble is also sort of punk-rock/gothic like. I figured they'd help with Jax's request for piercings.
sorry for the "bad" take but i fully believe even homeless people who "aren't trying" to find housing still deserve housing. maybe things were too hard for too long for them and they gave up. maybe they just genuinely don't know where to go. maybe they're chronically ill, mentally ill and/or neurodivergent. maybe they're experiencing severe psychosis and can't "try". maybe they're having a pain flare up. maybe they're going through withdrawals, or are heavily intoxicated to cope with not knowing if they'll have a place to sleep and food to eat. you don't know. you have no clue what they're going through. they deserve to go through it in a home.
The drug we're talking about is also called Angel Dust, and the most common way I've heard of it being ingested is it being dusted on weed.
My dad actually got dosed with it a couple times while delivering pizza in Tampa Florida, when people gave him weed as tips that was laced with it without telling him. In a small dose it felt "a little like acid" but smoking more triggered a grand mal seizure, and he threw the rest away. Both times he was given it, it was strangers giving him shake (already broken up weed, not whole buds.)
My grandfather Silent Thunder (a French/Meskwaki gentleman who had tried just about every psychiatric medication invented before 1960) tried the stuff, he probably got a good dose since it was the 70s, and he said it made people look like "boiling fountains of pus." He found the experience very disturbing. He also told me the story about the lady who cooked her baby, as having happened to someone he knew. He was a real tripper, and had even smoked nightshade several times, and said it was a positive experience, something Timothy Leary said he never heard a report of in his book The Psychedelic Experience. (it's a traditional medicine in the Meskwaki tribe, and he offered to show me how to smoke it properly, but frankly I was too pussy/satisfied with my medication regimen.)
The lady who told me this story did more meth than any person I have ever met, and she still wouldn't touch the stuff. Nuff said!