Today I was abandoned for a Poverty Workshop where people who are not poor get to find out what it is like to be poor. Even one hour can be transformative. The keeper played the role of a rent collector.
The emcee stood under the painting of her great uncle to brief all of the resource workers.
Sarah was the pawn broker who sold guns and bling.
The families had to figure out ways to survive for a week in thirteen minute intervals.
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