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So... I didn't get to meet the wiseman again.

It took me a while to post this, probably because it made me sadder then it should have. For those of you who don't know, the street wiseman was a homeless guy with a screwy eye that gave me hilarious advice that became a comic. He apparently knew the secret of life. It was a good secret.

I don't know why this affected me so much. Maybe it's the whole though of him dying alone, frozen to death, on a street corner. It seemed sad. It seemed to be the very definition of dying alone and unknown. I wonder if he had any papers on him? Or would he just be another Jonh Smith in a hospital mortuary and a government cremation center?

Unknown wiseman, I give thee these two comics. People might have forgotten who you were. But the people on this journal will remember you as a man with a good laugh.

- Isa