Ladies and Gentlemen...The Redeemers

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Abe hung around the plaza for awhile, thinking about what it might mean if Bert was really serious and telling the truth. Abe dispatched the thoughts.

He had a particularly low tolerance for anything even remotely resembling assistance. Abe had been blind since his childhood, and shuttered himself over the difficult years which followed, becoming a loner, not able or willing to trust in anyone other than himself.

By noon, hunger set in, so Abe made the short walk back to his low income apartment in the Mission District to get some lunch.

Abe made his way up the concrete steps and into the old brick building through the heavy stairwell door, then up the stairs that served as