Walking down the street today I came to a stop at an intersection, I saw a man on the other side of the cross walk sitting down on a concrete wall next to a huge metal stick. As I looked a bit closer, I noticed that the stick had a red tip, he was blind. He had his leg lifted up between his legs and was slowly messing around with a knot that he was trying to tie in his brown boots. As I crossed over to his side of the street, he took the two strings of his boots and wrapped them around his ankle a few times and stuffed the rest of the taggled mess into his boot. I continued walking past.

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