i was in grade 12 law and one of the thing we had to do was to go to the court's house on the hasting street, at lunch time, i was walking down the street with my friend, Nicole Jone. I start to cry. i didn't think of it at the time, when i got to accept to war college, it made sense to me that god was giving me a heart for the downtown eastside.
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