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I met this man at an Indian Festival. I was told that he was a very important elder, was very wise, and was over 100 years old.  I printed the portrait and took it back to the park the next day and gave it to the old man.  One of the other men that were with him thanked me and told me that my gesture was truly a sign of kindness and friendship.  He on the other hand said nothing. He just put his hand on my shoulder, smiled, and then turned and walked away.

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