Roger (60) sleeps beneath an east-end bridge and uses shelters occasionally: ''My troubles started 15 years ago in Quebec. I was working as a garbage collector and making decent money. I had a girlfriend, who was quite a bit younger than I was. She got pregnant with my baby and then met someone her own age. It broke my heart, but I didn't want to stand in her way. I left for Toronto. I was in a bad place, and I started using, lost some teeth, ended up in the shelters. I've been going to Redeemer and Sanctuary four to five days a week for a hot meal and clean clothes and to see some familiar faces. I'm surrounded by a million people here in the city, but it's easy to feel alone.''