Short story related to me from a person I used to work with in a previous life. I thought it was an interesting way to handle the situation.
Said person was in the merchant marine prior to working in the field we met in.
Anyway he and a shipmate had pulled into San Pedro and were on shore leave wandering around seeing the sights such as they were. This was back in the 70's I believe.
They were hit on by a bum aka a "juice head" for money to eat. Not once but several times. He apparently couldn't remember who he had tried to scam for $$.
Finally the 2 merchant sailors got tired of brushing off the grifter and say "You don't want money to eat you just want something to buy booze."
Juicer: "Uhhh yep I guess so"
Shipmate: "I appreciate honesty so come with us"
They take him to a liquor store and buy him 4-5 gallons of the cheapest hi power wine they can find automatically elevating him to the status of a millionaire in his world.
He trundles off to the nearest park to party hardy with his new found score. Eventually some of his friends show up to help him spread the wealth, read get blind drunk. Now they set to cursing,fighting, throwing things, a regular mini riot. The San Pedro PD is called to bust heads and drag them in.
Later that day a San Pedro PD car pulls up to the 2 sailors and wants to know if they bought some bums some wine?.
Being truthful by nature. "Yes officer we gave one fellow money because he said he needed to eat."
They get read the riot act and told they would be run in and spend the rest of their time in jail if there is a repeat.
"Yes sir officer we wont give no one any money no matter what"

Apparently in reducing the street population the grifters made a holy mess of the PD cars pissing and puking

all over the insides as well as fighting with the PD.
It's been a bad year the next one will probably be worse.
Is there not one thing in your life that is worth losing everything for?
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