Everyone likes a good story. You know, a narrative to put alongside data and collective impressions. I'd argue that this story is not all that atypical from what I've witnessed on the streets.
"I
asked him ... 'I don't know if you remember me, but I think I gave you
something that's very precious to me,' and he says, 'Was it a ring? Yeah, I
have it, I kept it for you,'" Darling said.
She
was floored.
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