When I publicly in a concert hall, I often feel upset by failing to recognize the country I left out. I wish, in the subway, a bank counter, on the sidewalk, running into more often that I applaud those palms and fail to offer their smiles to those who do not see.
I'm not comfortable with that relationship in bundles that converge only on stage what would happen if everyone send a little love - at least one species of benevolence - to your seat neighbor, forward, backward, sideways and not only bound to an entertainer?
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