Don't speak to me like that.
FYI I last did the walk last night at 9pm.
I was accosted for change before I even descended the steps at Lime Street (and verbally abused for ignoring), crossed the road to Sainsbury's, walked past the smelly bus stops where more down and outs were hanging around, round the bend to see two people dossing in sleeping bags in an alcove (again the place smelling of pee), again asked for money by other tramps/alkies/druggies, walked past the entrance to a car park where there were three such individuals engaged in furtive meeting, one of who glowered at me making it clear I'm to carry on walking. Past the various pubs of inequity containing various middle aged/old men crooning their addled hearts out (into the street), finally crossing the street to central, past two final down and outs (and amid a cacophany of druggie shouting coming from further down the street at the Church Street intersection).
Rancid, is what I'd call that, and embarrassed is what you should be.
There's no way I'd suggest anyone walk that route, if they had a choice. And if it was an old person I would actually tell them not to, whether that offends your inverse snobbery or not.
Concentrate your anger on those who have the power to clean your city up, not someone who simply has eyes, ears and a working sense of smell.