On my blog: Four Days in Memphis

For several years, I kind of hated Memphis. This was mostly because of an uncomfortable interaction with a man asking for money for which I was took young to say “no” and walk away.

Instead I tried to be nice, but some beggars on Beale Street are extremely persistent; especially to the nice early-20’s kids. A security guard eventually intervened, saying he had watched us on cameras as we walked down the block with a stranger asking for cash. If I remember correctly, he firmly told us to never give them money.

Late last year, I made two trips to Memphis after a lengthy hiatus. I love it. I wouldn’t mind living there.

via 512 Pixels

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