More important, Ola began to notice the faces of the people she passed. People of all identities, nations, and ages, looking happy, sheltered, well fed, remembered. It was a marvelous thing to be seen, truly seen, and not walked over or peered through as if you did not exist, as if you should not exist. Here, Ola could sense the peace that came from those who moved with ease, who were more than tolerated, were respected, honored, loved. Oh, to live in a world that saw and valued you!