How Standing Up for a Janitor Changed Everything Overnight
After a twelve-hour hospital shift, I stopped by the grocery store near my apartment—still in my scrubs, hair in a braid, sneakers sticky from the floor. I just wanted food, quiet, and ten minutes where no one needed me. The store was nearly empty, the hum of the lights louder than the few customers inside….
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