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a dog passed me and nodded.
A child on a bicycle wobbled past.
The city went about its day indifferent and alive.
And I thought, Thomas, I hope you knew.
Not that I would succeed. He couldn’t have anticipated any of the specifics.
But that his kindness had landed somewhere worth landing, that it hadn’t been wasted.
I had a good dinner alone in a restaurant continue reading …
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