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minoanmissLast year, to make my available-money-for--giving-to-buskers go further, I taped dollar coins to art cards. I was thinking of making another batch for this spring but hadn't really summoned the gumption. Sometimes it's hard to do anything, to see any point.
Then today a busker said, "you're the artist, right? You gave me a drawing last year!" to me.
!
Maybe things I do sometimes matter.
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Date: 2017-05-03 11:27 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2017-05-04 02:11 am (UTC)(We just have regular ol' panhandlers here. Mostly men, occasionally women, one time a guy with a cat. I was in the wrong lane to give him anything or I would have.)
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Date: 2017-05-04 11:11 am (UTC)That is so magical.
As it always is when people make us real by perceiving us.
Which is a gift you give to so many.
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Date: 2017-05-10 02:08 pm (UTC)And that is a lovely gesture.