Today a big, ferocious-looking woman approached me and Q. as we sat timidly on the grey, shelter benches.
"Hey, I don't know if anyone told you or not, but our stuff is over here and WE SIT OVER HERE, MOVE!
She pointed to the other side of the room.
Q. and I looked at each other, immediately scurried out of her "apt." and relocated ourselves ~
Territory is a big thing at the shelter property. Everyone has their own special space sanctioned off and it is piled up with clothes, furniture, TVs, etc........
Excerpt from "FAVOR"
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