The poor are where it's at. As are bicycle rides at sunset. Light walls and bottomless cups of coffee and honest people with souls playing beautiful music. Friends in living rooms experiencing the presence of God together with pots and pans and cats on their laps. Sharing and giving. Writing letters. Getting letters. Innocence and purity and forgiveness and grace. Moving forward and time-traveling and reminiscing. Making things right.
This is where it's at.

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