there is a 7-11 by colby's house that we go to a few times a week. the other day as we went there i was confronted by a homeless man. at first i thought he was asking change, so i shrugged him off because i had none. but then i realized he was actually asking for cigarettes, so i gave him two. he was thankful and smiled.

today i went to the 7-11 again to buy a beer, and as i was pulling up, i saw the same homeless man hanging out. he smiled and waved at me, recognizing me from our previous encounter.

and so it is, i thought. the first homeless man to remember who i was.

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