To the gentleman with the blueish greenish wind breaker and long white hair asking every single person you come across for money: You approached me for the second time today, this time silently from behind scaring the shit out of me. I turned, and you proceeded to push your face directly into mine three inches (literally three inches) away and very much in my personal space. I took several steps back and told you I don't have any money for you (yet again). Listen.. I'm never gonna have money for you, especially if you keep this up. The next time you invade my space I'm gonna yell at you to step away and leave me alone. If you proceed to harass me I'm going to physically push you away from me. And If you STILL don't get the picture after that I'm going to sock you in the fucking face. Quite frankly that's more chances than you deserve.