It’s a gorgeous day in New York, and I was walking around Riverside Park on the Hudson. On the walk home, I was approached by this 60-ish year-old woman dressed in that “ol’ school” black-dress-and-hat New York look possibly coming back from Easter service.
She approached me and asked me if I had a quarter to spare. It was certainly the last thing I expected from someone like that. I thought she wanted directions or something.
That’s when the whole tragedy hit home for me.
“My gawd, what have we wrought?”
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