"I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING. I can't just walk past them," Ethan told himself as he looked at the homeless people huddled together on the park benches. Every morning on his way to work, he saw the same scene. Ethan was a single dad of three, working nights as a janitor just to scrape by. He barely had enough to provide for his own kids, yet he couldn't ignore the trembling, forgotten people he passed daily. He understood too well what it meant to be cold, hungry, and invisible. So one morning, after