I sit on the manhattan bound e train and look around and ponder the fact that each person on this train has a different destination but they all have stories...equally important. Then I take a second glance to my left and here is a business man making six figures with his cuff links, briefcase and thousand dollar suit and to my right a helpless disabled homeless man who does not have even two pennies to his name...and here I sit... in the middle....playing the middle man...and we all get off at the same stop to live our very different lives. Crazy.
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