IT’S TIME TO BE A CONDUIT, A CONNECTOR

We waited to board the bus at 4am on a cold morning in Los Angeles.   A long line of us stood in the parking structure, some shifted weight from one leg to the other, others stared blankly into their phones.  A kid spun his suitcase around and around until his mom hissed for him […]

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