Real People

These are the real people.  These are the people inside the costumes and uniforms.  These are the people behind the booths and counters.  These are the people manning the computers and projectors.  They don’t look like us, and they don’t stand in the spots we do.  You like them, and you don’t think they could possibly like you.  But if you talk to them, they sound just like us.  They like the things we like.  And that’s because they are us.  They come from us.  They struggle, just like we do.  They get tired.  They sweat.  They sneeze.  Their feet hurt.  Their shoulders are sore.  They don’t have all the answers, or all the confidence, and neither do we.  But they believe in what they do.  It’s their passion, their love, and no one can take that away from them.

 

{A pseudo-sequel to “Real Fake” on May 28th, and I definitely intend on making this make more sense.}

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