Little Mystery of Why (Does Man Naturally Tend Toward Non-Recognition)

Crossing the street today a woman crossed paths with Charley & I.  I stared at her.  Not for attraction’s sake.  I didn’t know why at first.  I was actually thinking about that, realizing how often I stare at people, when we pass a man.  He looked me in the eye, said something about my glasses, smiled.  He asked for a quarter.  No.  He asked for a dollar, then he would give me change.  I don’t have a dollar.  He says yes, I do.  I say no, I don’t.  I walk away.  Charley makes a comment- I’ve got to work on looking those types of people in the eye.  But I look at everyone, just to see if they’ll look back.    

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