A Different Street

Of course, he does this on a regular basis, but this essay was particularly affecting. While I often have the same kind of questions about people I meet, I beam them through my eyes over my defending forearms, as if to say, “Which way are you going to hurt/attack me?” RLP, as is his wont, asks the question openly, really wanting to know, accepting any answer.

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