He knows it.

 The man at the corner doing his craft can utter profound truth than the most scholarly fool can ever think off. I am talking about my barber. After finishing my haircut asked him how i look. He wasn't a businessman. He was doing his art. Cutting. He said, "just plain….ugly." He recognized what my mother couldn't. He said what my father has always wanted but didn't. Alas he knows it. He always knew it. The innocence is incomparable. 

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