I got lucky enough to apply my obsessive compulsive tendencies to oral hygiene even when I was homeless. I dodged meth mouth, the scoyrge of Hawaii ice addicts who faced a double whammy. There was the tooth depleting crystal meth addiction. And, welfare dental insurance and prison dentists only supported yanking, not saving, teeth. I will admit that I looked for ways to feel superior any way I could. In Hawaii many adults are entirely toothless by 30 and one hardly ever sees an adult with a full set of teeth. Dentures and tooth replacement remedies are not covered by welfare insurance so people have pumas (holes) in their smiles but no one stands out so there’s no shame in it. I never imagined losing any teeth. That changed to gloating inwardly about only losing one tooth. Well, one and a half. But the “half” is another story.