📍Chicago
Finally getting to the end of Dawntrail and Wuk really said:
Finally getting to the end of Dawntrail and Wuk really said:
Press send.
Press send.
So either I’ve gaslit my own reality or I really am that girl to them.
So either I’ve gaslit my own reality or I really am that girl to them.
A Mexican flag draped around her shoulders like armor, a bandana—a helmet proudly marked with the same tricolor bands. Her dark shades shielded her eyes, but it was clear she’d already seen the true terrors of this ‘war.’
“I’m an immigrant. We’re being treated like animals.”
A Mexican flag draped around her shoulders like armor, a bandana—a helmet proudly marked with the same tricolor bands. Her dark shades shielded her eyes, but it was clear she’d already seen the true terrors of this ‘war.’
“I’m an immigrant. We’re being treated like animals.”
The older gentleman quietly walked his bike alongside the protestors—never chanting, but fully focused…present. I asked him why he thought it was important to show up and be heard. His eyes glistened and his voice choked, “Where else would I be?”
The older gentleman quietly walked his bike alongside the protestors—never chanting, but fully focused…present. I asked him why he thought it was important to show up and be heard. His eyes glistened and his voice choked, “Where else would I be?”