by Mollie Misti The best and worst side of humanity. Can be seen and felt. Best from the streets. You won’t find more truth then here. What we are made of and what we are not. Like most, I began my journey, into homelessness losing everything (health, job, sanity, home,…
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The Dump
by Mollie Misty I work for a dumping ground. Not the kind, where on any given day, you will find people rummaging thru old and unwanted commodity or maybe searching out that forgotten antique, searching for any thing of value. I wish it were.
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