Doubling up again for this month. I sometimes see people walking around on the street who inspire me, not because of who they are or the amazing altruistic deeds that they have done, just the image of them and how I can see a bit of myself in them. Needless to say, the person who was walking along the street was holding sugar cane. It then clicked that it was actually sugar cane season, and I remembered the long afternoons sitting outside gnawing at the bamboo-like outer shell to get to the sweet fibrous sugary goodness in the middle. My gums would always end up being ripped to shreds and bleeding by the end of the ordeal, but somehow it was worth it. This next piece is somewhat of a comparison of that experience.
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