Five of us for most of the hour. We also had a cat, which snuck into the van carrying the signs and rode down to the vigil. We carefully kept it shut up from traffic. Depending on which of us you asked, the cat looked scared, uncertain, or comfortable. :) At the end of the vigil it rode back and jumped out of the van when it arrived.
A very angry passerby cursed in our faces. I wonder again, where does that pain and anger come from?
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