Dear Destiny,
I'm stuck in Chicago on my way traveling east. The break from the train and the diversity of people has been refreshing but a brief encounter with a stranger today has left me feeling grounded: I stopped for a man on the street who was shaking a cup for change. I emptied my pockets for him knowing it wasn't much but still wanting to make a kind gesture. Instead though, the man barked at my pithy contribution saying "That won't help me!" Any rebuttal would be insufficient - he was right - my few coins wouldn't make things much better. I spent the day wrestling with this and handing out my spare change as I could (usually to much more welcoming persons) in a futile attempt to relieve my conscious. I suppose the hardest thing Destiny, is believing that thing that is the very underpinning of epidemiology; that even small change when multiplied across a population, really can shift the distribution.
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