On Trendy Bars, Whips and Homeless Guys

I was walking home tonight after a reasonably late night at work. On my left was a pseudo chic bar with marble columns and plastic people. On right, across the road, were a bunch of bearded homeless guys playing with a whip. I wonder where they found such an authentic adventure tool on such a casual Thursday night? Bet all the guys in the bar wished they too had a whip. This is possibly the first suprise I have had while trawling the streets of Sydney.