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Sandra’s Story
When I met Sandra, the first thing I noticed was her doormat that rested outside her tarp-covered shelter down along the mudded Livermore creek. It wasn’t too far from businesses, restaurants, and a grocery store.
When I met Sandra, the first thing I noticed was her doormat that rested outside her tarp-covered shelter down along the mudded Livermore creek. It wasn’t too far from businesses, restaurants, and a grocery store.