I love when stories end by plugging back to the opening prose. This piece is a perfect example. As much as I can feel with this guy, I know our behaviors can be quite unseemly. Sometimes we really can’t help to feel the need to be loved and cared for. It’s a shared human necessity. Sometimes the internal framing just isn’t ethically right, and thanks for reminding us of that. Nevertheless, stay safe out there. Don’t catch the virus.