Every stranger you pass on the sidewalk is an original God signed.

Crowds flatten people into scenery. It is not malice, simply the limits of attention, and the result is that hundreds of unrepeatable lives pass you weekly as obstacles or background. The claim here is that each of them was made deliberately, which if taken seriously makes indifference the strange response rather than the natural one.

Pick out one stranger a day and register them as a person with an entire life running in parallel to yours. Hold a door, say something small. It will not change them much, and it will change what you are practicing.