I'm a very cynical person but I don't know how to explain this.
Today I walked past a very distinct looking homeless man. He was wrapped up in several layers/blankets etc with various bits around him. I don't give beggers money but I did offer to get him some food and a hot drink. I had trouble understanding his very strong scottish accent. We are nowhere near Scotland. He only wanted a tea so I went to the cafe that was almost next to him. It was a teabag thrown in a polystyrene cup job so I was in there literally a minute. I came back out to find he had vanished. As in, no trace he'd even been there. All his bags and blankets etc were all gone.
I felt a bit foolish and cross (and in awe of how quickly he could pack up) but never mind.
When I got home a few hours later I looked on the local news website. It had a picture of him saying he'd moved from Perth a few months ago. It also said he had died... 3 weeks ago.