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Chicken One Day, Feathers The Next

A few months ago, in the deep cold of winter a man knocked on the window of my booth at a garage where I work occasionally. I’d had a fraught encounter with this same man last summer. He’d shown me the globe and anchor tattoo over his heart, said he’s a Marine. He wanted money to catch the train to a program in Worcester in the morning. At the time I had a pile of active checks in the car, and was in the middle of deliveries. Still, his dramatic attitude pricked my conscience.

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