"Cold beer here!"
"Peanuts! Get your peanuts!"
The vendor’s voice bounces off the concrete and metal of the stadium,
becoming part of the music of a baseball afternoon.
Not everyone listens.
Not everyone answers.
But the call goes out anyway — offered freely into the warm noise of the crowd.
Stoicism
You are not responsible for who hears you, who sees you, who …
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