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I stepped out of the subway station into the cloudy daylight. She walked up to me, smiling, eyes shining through her glasses, and I set my face and told her I didn't have any money. She said she wasn't a hobo, and would I like to help greenpeace save the world by signing a piece of paper. As I signed, she complimented my shirt, and told me something about forests and clear-cutting. I walked away, and I realized that I wanted to explain to her how sad it was that a beautiful girl walking up to me with a smile on her face made me sure I was going to be asked for something. |
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