
I would like to add that that homeless guy was very nice. Honestly. Don't worry yourself at all about me being kissed by strangers asking me for my money. Just like people within any large group, some are nice and some aren't. His name is Billy, and he shook my hand (after kissing my forehead) and said he'd see me around. I hope I do! I have discovered that I am a philanthropist in the most literal sense of the word: I truly do love people. They make me happy. So do dogs, ladybugs at construction sites, smiley faces in kitchen appliances, the brilliant jewel-red of fizzy pomegranate juice glinting in a glass bottle in the sunlight as I drink it, warm fuzzy socks in Dr. Seuss stripes when it’s cold, and Annie’s Cheddar Bunnies. Bunnies!
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