There must have been a hint of magic mixed with DC's carcinogenic smog today. How else to explain this minor miracle? I was walking back from work when I recognized...someone I had passed on my way into work! The very same guy! No mistaking it! His candy-red bowtie was a dead giveaway.
Now, this doesn't sound like much. But this never happened--not even once!--during my last DC summer. I passed by hundreds, probably thousands of people, and never saw one of them again. DC, after all, ranks behind only New York and Philly in the surliness of its morning pedestrians. Everyone trudges to work with their heads down, eyes fixed on their feet. Who can blame them? Would you be happy going to your job as Vice Assistant Undersecretary of Agriculture for Boll Weevil Affairs?
So it was nice to get a touch of humanity. Who knows? If I see the guy again, I might even smile at him, instead of quickly and shamefully averting my eyes.
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