Through no fault of your own you find yourself on the streets. You have no money or access to money, no job and no where to live. After several days without a decent meal you finally get into a shelter.
The meal is a carton of milk, a ham sandwich a apple and a cookie. After eating you're still starving. You notice that the old man sitting next to me has dozed off without touching his meal. He looks like a man at the edge of death, he probably has no prospects and is probably never going to be able to pull himself back into society.
Do you take his meal while he sleeps?
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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