Homelessness Sparked My Lifelong Love of Literature
Thrift stores — and nights in my Corolla — led me to the power of books
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6 min readAug 7, 2020
When I was 19, I threw a mug of hot coffee at a framed wall tapestry my dad purchased when he was in Italy. The cost in damages was a few thousand for the tapestry, a couple of bucks for the mug and brew, and my ability to continue living there.
