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Another woman approaches, pushing her cart toward the adjacent bench, where Gordon has been watching his six-kid crew.
"I see you on TV all the time," says the woman, jabbing her finger at the air to accent the last three words. "I see kids who are hungry and in need all the time. You're doing a wonderful job."
"I don't know about all the time," Gordon says. He flashes that disarming smile.
Gordon kneels down behind the tent to take a quick inventory with the boys and calculate how much they've sold over the past four hours. It's 15 minutes past when they were supposed to quit, but a couple has just walked up to buy a hot dog. Cesar spots them first. He gets their order ready, then turns to his customers and smiles, sunlight winking off his braces.
"Would you like that with Boys Grow ketchup?" he asks.