Josh Freed: How the Pope changed my mind about panhandling

I’d barely stepped onto the Main last week when the first panhandler hit me up, a strung-out, bearded guy holding out a baseball cap and asking for “spare” change.
No sooner had I handed him a loonie than a skinny, tattooed guy popped out of a doorway, looking for donations — and I knew from experience there were more like him ahead.
It was like running a gauntlet: a festival of panhandlers along the street.
I was about to skirt Skinny Tattooed Guy when I remembered somet