Not sure why I decided to write this, but here goes. I started out life, in an apartment, in a shitty neighborhood in NY. When mom and my aunt took me and my cuz to the park, they had to clean up broken glass and look out for junkie needles before they could set us loose. Being a white boy in a shit neighborhood filled with minorities, I had to learn how to fight. If I had some quarters to buy...
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After being 50% funded for March. We are so far, 0% funded for April. I am matching donations dollar for dollar this month. Thanks to everyone who helped out. 🥰