While I waited for a light to change, swatting at the free papers with my bayonet, I observed the following:
A 24-Hours Paper Guy thrust his wares at an approaching businessman. The businessman reached into his shirt pocket and countered with a copy of The Watchtower. Moments passed. The 24-Hours Paper Guy shook his head. The businessman walked on with a smile.
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