Finding housing when I was told to leave
It was Friday, March 13. I was staring at my email at around 7:36 p.m., sitting with a friend in the dining room of Cook Out, shell-shocked. I felt disbelief, sorrow, anger, frustr…
It was Friday, March 13. I was staring at my email at around 7:36 p.m., sitting with a friend in the dining room of Cook Out, shell-shocked. I felt disbelief, sorrow, anger, frustr…