I can‘t meet anyone…he shines my shoes in the barber shop, I respect him. He will come on, he’ll do all kinds of things, and he will sing and talk…to the annoyance of the boss-barber who thinks he should not be so intimate with the customer. But I’m talking to him all the time, enjoying his company, for he’s shining my shoes, so what? That’s God…I’m shining my own shoes in the being who’s shining my shoes. I respect him. So he has a wife to go home to; he has to take money home to pay the rent, to buy the food and to buy clothing. But because he plays that part, it doesn’t mean that he is less than. Others come in because they’re going to give him a quarter after he shines their shoes, and the boss-barber hopes you’ll come back…so what! That’s all the little business things.797 ¶47