The Custodian


A certain man had a full-time job as a custodian in a museum. Every day the museum was open, he could be seen before and after public hours mopping, dusting, or polishing. Typically, he made himself scarce while visitors toured the building, but once in a while he made an appearance to take care of something that couldn’t wait. Even then, he went about largely unnoticed—people glancing his way and then elsewhere at something more worthy of their attention.

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