The temperature dropped and light-weight flurries started out. I went to the corner gas station for a cup full of hot gourmet coffee. On my way into the store I spied a young college kid sitting Indian style in regards to the cold pavement by the newsstands just outside the doors. He politely needed any loose change I can spare. I gave him what I had--not much at most of. Inside I was pouring my c


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