Local Poverty and Resistance


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THANK YOU, BLESS YOU, and LOVE to YOU ALL!!!

You saved our community from those Who would slay our community with impunity

Above us, you all love us. Down below you, we all love you!

In the land of displacement, the e victors are no longer victors

In the lens of racism, you made evil see itself

On a desk of a caseworker holding a pen you scripted lifetime benefits........to every single mom.......her child........anyone poor

Voices to Voiceless Villages. Punishment to every pillage of every village

Tips for Street Vendors

It's a little before 9pm. I had a great day selling Real Change papers and meeting new people.Man, am I hungry for a pizza! I sell 600 papers a month,attend writing and art classes. Also, I write blogs and articles. The truth is, I am too busy to know I am busy, and that's good.
  • Speaking of good, I got some good tips on how I built and grew my Real Change vendor business through the worstiest times we face, that makes Holloween look like jelly beans. Smile and take notes, this stuff works, here it go:

A home is where you’re respected. Nickelsville is a home!

A home is where you’re respected. Nickelsville is a home!

Swedish Hospital: The Cost of Truth

 

The pretty and the grizzled, the kind and the embittered, all have lives and stories they have worked hard for that with God’s bidding may help other’s. In this process I survived to learn that fear comes in many forms, flavors and textures.

I am NOT a modern day slave!

 

As I write this story I can now begin to sit back and recall the days when I drifted in and out of homelessness.  I found it to be very strange that one can become homeless, and even though I had been able to find gainful employment, I still found myself living in shelters. 

I had a home, now I have a counseling appointment

As I'm walking down the street it's easy to get distracted in my mind.

The smell of fifty other guys mixed in with some kind of industrial cleaner is something I want to forget. I'm sleeping on the docks. I stopped staying in the missions. I don't like them.  People pass by and think I must be a drunk fisherman. The cops woke me up a few times. Since I don't have any warrants, they told me to just go back to sleep.

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