Some come for the community.
Some come to get out of the rain.
Some come for the coffee.
Some come to help others.
Some come to find hope.
Some come just to talk to someone face to face.
Once a woman came up to me and said, "I feel bad coming here; I'm not poor. I'm not homeless. I have food in my fridge."
I told her, "We are all hungry for something."
Come and have your fill.
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