Commentary: Homelessness is a problem the city can solve

I’ve been thinking a lot about John since I met him last Thursday. His friend Cowboy likes to needle him about their situation.“There’s nothing dignified about dying on a street that smells like piss,” Cowboy was saying with a smile.John laughed politely and then got very serious.“I’m not dying on the street," he said. "This is temporary. This is only temporary.”John and Cowboy were sitting in my office. My office has no cubicle walls, no door, no secret