Isn't it weird to think that every person you walk by has a past they may or may not be proud of and a family they might be close to or far from and a lover they're either with or apart from and a name and a personality and they might be having the greatest day of their life or the worst day? We probably walk past hundreds of people a day and never one stop to thing what they're going through, what their life may be like. We're too focused on our own. (BW)
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