"If I were a bad man," he said, "I might comment on how easy it would be on a day like today, on a street like this. To simply point to a girl and say, 'You, me, now.'"
I turned to him and said, "No is one around. Say what you will."
He stopped. He forgot where he was or where he was going. And with a look he said, "I will always be here. I will always hear."
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