The homeless set up a tent-n-tarp city under an overpass down here. The Silly Council finally got tired of hearing the complaints and sent the squatters an eviction notice: "Get out of town by Sundown 0:30 or your tarp houses and all of your belongings will be hauled away."
Danged if they didn't do it, too. They gathered up all the city workers that wanted overtime. Hired some of the homeless to fill in the gaps of workers. Brought in the garbage trucks and hauled all of that tent-n-tarp city away. Of course they had to put all that crap in storage. You know, just in case one of those squatters decided his/her life wasn't worth living without the junk he/she accumulated during their prolonged periods of being disadvantaged and underprivileged.
It worked out well. The under-the-overpass dwellers were funneled downtown for easier access to their begging territory and the working class are developing valuable footwork skills for avoiding the piles of human excrement.
That really showed them.
All fixed.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.
Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames