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  • We met this morning on my way to the train. I asked "do you mean it? do you really like to talk to people?" He said he did, but often people passed him without a second glance, or that those folks who gave him money, often didn't even look at him. He said "I do like to talk...but I might be a little rusty!"

    Mike had a stroke 5 years ago, he told me in detail about his shock and disappointment at this life blow, but he also spoke with genuine hope about the possiblity of Medical advances. He told me about a physician in Minnesota doing research on new medications for stroke victims, and that he would soon be participating in some clinical trials. "I'll never get back what I lost, but perhaps these new medicines will keep me from having another one."

    At some point he asked me if he could know about me. I said "Hmmm...like what?" He wanted to know if I worked for a magazine, and whether his picture would be in it. I told him no, but I was working on a project called 100 strangers, where I took photographs and told the stories of the folks I met. He shook his head and laughed and said it was a great idea, and he wished he could read some of the stories, but that he didn't have a computer. He asked if I would send him his picture, and I agreed to do that. He found a small slip of paper in the nearby garbage can and struggled to write down his details for me. Finally, he handed me the bit of paper and said

    "please send the picture to my mother... she'll like it."
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