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On Oct 13, 2015 Mr. Robin wrote:|
It was toward the end of a trip in Vancouver, B.C. I had spent much of the night vomiting, either from food poisoning or alcohol. After finally falling asleep I had to reject a would be lover who crawled into my bed. The next morning was rough: hung-over, friends were already gone; I just had to kill time before I caught my flight in the late afternoon. So there I was walking street corridored by tall, brick buildings, with a headache, hungry but queesy, thirsty but nothing seemed palatable, and in that moment, when it would seem likely that my little sufferings would pen me in, suddenly I saw all passersby as kin--fellow brothers and sisters with their own sufferings. I felt immense love for them and a calm, durable belonging.