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Interesting things have happened here. Today, I was approached by two men and one asked if I spoke English. I expected to give directions, but it turned out they were missionaries and asked if I needed prayer for anything. I said I sure did. They laid hands on me and prayed to banish the cancer from me. I wouldn't have met them if I had turned left instead of right, looking for a cafe. I have gotten to ride my white horse two times as well. Friday on the way to the movie theater, a disabled man in a motorized wheelchair could not put his gloves on as it started to rain, so I did it for him. Last night, in a younger crowd bar, some drunk guy started slapping his girlfriend around. I pointed it out to the bar staff, then went and got in his way. He yelled about how that was his girlfriend and swung, well more like sloppily flailed at me. I easily blocked the clumsy assault while turning to protect my chemo port. If this had been in the USA, I would have thrown an elbow across his jaw and knocked him out. The girlfriend didn't thank me but that was okay.
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