I’ve seen him for years, maybe decades… Something is wrong, maybe mental illness… He’s digging through a trash bin in Chinatown, looking for…
I offer him a 10, thinking he might want to eat.
He looks at the money and emphatically says, “NO!”
This is a first… and although I don’t understand his methods, he has my respect. A modern day Diogenes?
Reminds me of what Captain Willard said about Kurtz…
“I don’t see a method. ”