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K Mark Schofer

I worked at 20th and Spring Garden,, right down the Street from The Art Museum in Philadelphia. It was my first year out of college. There was a street vendor that sold wanks for a dollar. I went vegetarian soon after and eventually vegan. I still gave kind memories of my lunch hour, I hope this is him today.

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.