Desperate to Get Clean

Trying to find a shower while facing homelessness.

When I was alone—sleeping alone in public, collecting dirt in layers and becoming more convinced that no one cared at all—my largest concern was cleanliness.

I didn’t want to look homeless and dirty. I didn’t want to stink and repel people. I didn’t want to slide further away from civilized living and a chance to regain my life. …

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