From August 2002 to June 2003, I lived and walked among the faceless people of the streets. I say “faceless” because when you are homeless, the rest of the world does its very best to look past you.
My life began spiraling downward after a very turbulent divorce. Very quickly, I suffered one loss after another: my marriage, home, jobs,...
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