I live in sort of downtown Salt Lake City, and see lots of missionaries while shopping, riding bikes, and one day 4 of them were walking around the Farmers Market on 400 So, buying stuff. (No ties but you can still tell).
Also, I mentioned this a few weeks ago; they knocked on my apartment door one night and asked if I had water, and I gave them each a bottle. (I was at the door in my Fruit of
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