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Early Monday morning, on the way to the gym before work, I passed a white flyer taped to a light pole on my block. And another, and another. I finally stopped to read them: two different messages, one announcing that gays and lesbians are going to hell, and another that abortion is murder. They were taped everywhere: store windows, mailboxes, phone booths, traffic light poles. So I made it my job to rip down every single one I passed during my six block walk. We don't need that kind of hatred in the neighborhood.

I came to a corner where a woman had stopped to read one of them. I don't know if she saw the handful of crumpled papers in my hands, but was not in the mood to get into anything if she had a different opinion about what she was reading. To my delight, she also grabbed the page and ripped it off the light pole.

I'm thankful to live in a neighborhood where intolerance is not tolerated.