In the hallways of the mall between my parking spot and my office, I passed a man this morning. He’s familiar, I’ve seen him before. He is skinny and slightly bent; his clothes hang off him, plaid shirt tucked into slacks hiked a little too high, cinched by a belt. Solid old man runners with …
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It's Lonely in Here 