Every day on my way down into the subway station at 125th street, I pass a man who is preaching above the stairs leading down to the tracks. He is always waving his arms and yelling. Very loudly. He sweats profusely and is clearly passionate about his message. I admire anyone with such conviction, but quite frankly, I'm a little scared that one day, he is going to throw his Bible at my head on my way down.
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