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By train station, a 52-year-old black man can often be found, cleaning a bridge, section by section, for free. It's his service to society, he said. He wouldn't let me take a photo of him, since "My appearance is not important. It's not about me. It's about God." He was reluctant to even tell me his age, since "Even a hundred years on this earth is nothing." He was remarkably cheerful. He quoted Isiah 53, "For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him. He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not."
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