Dear people on the street

I don’t want your free newspapers.

I don’t want to give blood.

I don’t want your coupon for a free back massage.

I don’t want to join your fight against the people running our public transport.

I don’t want to spare some change to get you off the street.

I don’t want a catalogue for your CBD workers only sale.

I don’t want a free can of apple cider.

I don’t want to sign a petition regarding safety for international students.

I just want you to get off the street. I’m trying to get somewhere and all you’re doing is making the place crowded.