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Tumbleweed · F
I was alone on a train in LA, crying, and this young man in a hoodie never said a word, reached over and handed me a tissue and I never saw him again.
I never saw his face and I don't know why such a simple gesture touched me that way but I still think about it to this day.
I never saw his face and I don't know why such a simple gesture touched me that way but I still think about it to this day.
