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A Hidden Force that Connects Us

One rainy, windy day in New York City I needed to go to several appointments and meetings within a few blocks of each other. I decided to brave the elements and, with my tiny folding umbrella in hand and lightweight raincoat, walk from place to place. Soon after I went outside, though, the wind blew open my umbrella and I…