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The Present for Claudia Roquette-Pinto At the red light a boy asks me for a handout. He sees my weary face, my muscles signalling urgent needs, my life catching its breath, my fears. At the red light I say I’m fleeing from something toward something else far away. The boy gives me a handout: his […]
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