As the bus passed the corner of 38th and 3rd she saw him sitting on "his" ledge. Although the morning wasn't as cold as the preceding ones, he was bundled up in a winter coat. A passing woman dropped a few coins into his plain paper cup that he probably got from one of the corner coffee cart vendors. They exchanged a few words before the woman went on her way.
Someone rang the bell for the stop and, as the bus pulled over, she felt an urge to hop off herself and talk to this man.
She's seen him sitting on this corner every morning for the past three years and some mornings he appears happier than she does - greeting everyone with a smile even if they don't offer him any spare change.
She can't help but wonder about his story and how his life led him to that corner.
The bus pulled away and she continued on her way to work knowing she would once again wonder the same thing the next morning.
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