A couple days ago I was stopped at the stop light on 24th and Nicollet. I looked over to my right, there was a man probably in his 60s, maybe 70s, who looked very lonely and sad. He had a big hump in his back and was walking very slow. I then saw him bend over and pick something up. He picked up a rock from the middle of the sidewalk that had
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