Found this story today at The New York Times on "Truck-Stop Girls". I know I think about this stuff all the time...but lately I've been feeling more of an urge for a "next-step" - whatever that might look like. And the interaction this article describes really strikes my heart...
I asked her what she needed most. “Someplace safe,” she said. “Someplace to be a girl. Someplace where I won’t have to have sex with men anymore.”
I had that. I was given that. I want to make that place...
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