Rain, Rain, wash away

Several days of rain have lifted much oil, grease, urine, vomit, and feces from the streets. They look almost clean enough to eat off of. Some of the homeless are crawling out from wherever they weathered the soggy Christmas. Some of them look a little fresher, like maybe they even managed to find a room and shower. Some of them look the same, like they just curled up under a corner and still carry the exudate of living in thick layers about their persona.