This Could Be Your Last 5 Mintes Alive
It’s noontime on Michigan Avenue, and the lean young man in the Nike basketball shoes is fighting his way through the current of moving bodies. His pace slows; the kid, who is about 20, scowls as he bounces left and then right, trying to avoid a collision. “God loves you,” says John Kesler, an open-faced man in double-knit pants and sports shirt. “Here’s a free gift,” says Roger Britton to one skeptical woman....