Face Of The Stranger.

Through suspiscions and fabrication unseen, the brilliance of the stranger's mind will always shine through. These are the lives of the strangers around you. Admire their lives, and cherish your own.

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Sixth stranger of many: A man in london suffers a near fatal spinal injury. I have never seen anyone die. Not in person, and not on live, or non-live film. Honestly, I can say I want to keep it that way. You gain a sort of unwanted knowledge about life, and how fragile it really is when you witness something like this. This man probably woke up this morning having no idea that he would wind up in a stretcher. And i’m sure the people around him had no intention of seeing such a sight on their agenda, either. We don’t know anything about strangers except for what we see on the outside. But a kind of guilty, worried pang assaults our stomachs anytime something like this occurs to someone we don’t even know. Perhaps it’s because we know that somewhere, this stranger is a close friend or husband to someone else. Or perhaps it’s because we know that one day we could be the stranger, with the agonizing faces around us, with others feeling exactly how we feel now. In any case, things like this show that the life of a stranger is precious. To himself, others, and you.

Sixth stranger of many: A man in london suffers a near fatal spinal injury. I have never seen anyone die. Not in person, and not on live, or non-live film. Honestly, I can say I want to keep it that way. You gain a sort of unwanted knowledge about life, and how fragile it really is when you witness something like this. This man probably woke up this morning having no idea that he would wind up in a stretcher. And i’m sure the people around him had no intention of seeing such a sight on their agenda, either. We don’t know anything about strangers except for what we see on the outside. But a kind of guilty, worried pang assaults our stomachs anytime something like this occurs to someone we don’t even know. Perhaps it’s because we know that somewhere, this stranger is a close friend or husband to someone else. Or perhaps it’s because we know that one day we could be the stranger, with the agonizing faces around us, with others feeling exactly how we feel now. In any case, things like this show that the life of a stranger is precious. To himself, others, and you.
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