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My friend and I are about to have breakfast at a small restaurant in Chapala, Mexico. Outside, a raggedly dressed man holds a hand-printed sign that tells us he is from Nicaragua and wants enough to buy a meal. My friend says we should ignore him because people like him are lazy. I speak Spanish, so I invite the Nicaraguan to come in and have a meal with us.

A woman at the next table says to me in English, “You are a very good man.” I thanked her with a smile.

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