“No. My answer is no.” I have gotten used to hearing that. And sometimes, the more resistance I face, the…
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loving the poor
G.S.
If it falls on your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, like Shakespeare wrote…
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Starfish.
I was half expecting her not to show up. After all, people had been telling me over and over, “You…
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Crossing the road.
“Zhou yeye (Grandpa Zhou),” I called, then promptly sat down next to him. “Nihao (hello). Are you free this Wednesday?”…
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Many sparrows.
I had lunch with the mother of an ex-patient, E, yesterday. He was a 2 year-old boy then, swollen from…
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Stilts.
*Disclaimer: This post may be sightly offensive to some. It was only recently that I noticed, that he always wears…
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