we talked to hoyt walker, a man who calls a wooden box home. ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ >> my name is hoyt walker.e been out here about four months. i went to prison in 2008. just bad chices. really bad choices. you know, the person i was in jail with was like come to frisco. it's all right, it's laid back, they're not going to mess with you. i could still be there, you know. but my pride, i don't know. my stupidity or whatever. basically to clear my head, i never walked back in. i call it a living coffin. that's my nickname for it. i have depression and ptsd. so it gets kind of, i don't know sometime i lose track of time in here. this last storm that came in, it started raining and the raindrop hit me in the ear, i ended up opening an umbrella in here and sleeping under an umbrella and a bunch of blankets. this is the homeless in san francisco. i feel me. hey, yo, homeless situation. how you doing, man? i can't, shelters want to you get up at a certain time. come in at a certain time. i can't do it my body don't allow it. you know, they might want me to get up at 6:00, my hips might not allow it