In the plaza in front of the Lutheran Cathedral stand these people. Some of them sit. They are waiting, some of them. Perhaps for a friend to join them. Others are in motion, their stride measured. Some stand back to back. Some stand alone. They are the others. The other ones. The ones we hesitate to approach. Or speak to. The ones we stare at, and then look away. The ones we give no voice to. They are waiting for us.

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