Sequel to "Preaching at the corner of Clark and Waveland"

But sometimes, even when it seems like there’s no chance it could happen to you, someone listens. Maybe it’s the outsider, maybe it’s the executive passing by. Sometimes they stop, sometimes it’s just a split second of eye contact when you know they heard you. Did they understand? You wonder. That’s not for you to judge. You answer to a higher power, one they have only begun to understand by hearing your words. At the end of the day, when the police come by and tell you to “Move along, sir” you know that what really matters is that you have brought a new thought into each person who listenedd to you’s life, no matter if they listened for two hours or two seconds before the light changed.

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