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It's the small things that count
One day I was walking down the street of London and I saw a man quite drunk. He was looking so sad and miserable. I went right up to him and took his hand, shook it and asked, "How are you ?" - My hand is always warm - and he said, "Oh, after so long I feel the warmth of a human hand." And his face lit up. And his face was different. I only want to ( Read more... ) -
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Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me and be my friend.
-Albert Camus
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