A Letter from the Trenches
Let me take you back to 2002. I was standing on Rock Island and Kimberly Blvd, in North Lauderdale, FL staring at the same streets I’d seen my whole life Boys & Girls Club, corner stores, hustlers turning scraps into something solid. The message was loud: If what you see ain’t enough, build what’s missing. So I did. My own mind…
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