When Ariel showed up on our block, she was young and homeless and in her mother’s care....
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While the gale winds of Hurricane Sandy ripped through Brooklyn, Ariel was a ghost presence in the apartment....
Looking around, I saw my cozy but lonely sanctuary. There are moments when heaven and hell become indistinguishable....
I thought of framing my vaccine card, like a college diploma, but I would be needing it for other things. It was a passport back to normal life, right?...
Ariel was showing signs of aging. Her early life on the streets had been rough....
When I leave my apartment these days, there’s that nagging thought: could I become a murder weapon? Could I be asymptomatic and unknowingly infect someone? And so I put on my mask....
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