The day is pleasant and unproductive.
Give a beggar fifty cents, Never mind the man walking up the street shaking his head. He probably disapproves of people having to beg, or else he disapproves of beggars.
People are very friendly today. Something must be wrong.
Maybe it is just the good weather.
Spend the rest of the day moving furniture and seeing that clothes are put into the washing machine.
It is now evening, and there are forms to fill and letters to write.
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