A BIKER LAUGHED AT A HOMELESS VET—SO WHY DID I END UP IN HANDCUFFS He barked out a laugh as he passed—loud, fake, like a TV laugh track—and yelled, *“Nice cardboard condo, soldier!”* while tossing a beer can at the curb. I hadn’t planned to get involved. I was just grabbing coffee from the food truck outside the shelter. But I recognized the guy he mocked—Terrance. Gulf War. Lost two toes to frostbite in Minnesota last winter. He never asked for much, just tried to keep his spot clean and his he