Every day, I drove into the same cold, dimly lit garage… and every day, a man sat quietly in the shadows, almost invisible to the rush of people around him.
Most of us hurried past, pretending not to see. But one rainy morning, a simple cup of coffee changed everything—and revealed a story I’ll never forget. ☕💔
Sometimes, kindness isn’t about fixing a life. It’s about reminding someone they are seen.
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