By kt crossman
With the wind chill, it’s about 15 degrees outside this morning. This week is shaping up to be the coldest DC has seen in a long time; while all that means for me is an unpleasant wait for the bus, for others it’s a very real threat. The man who sits on the corner of 16th and K every morning, wishing the speed-walking commuters a nice day, wasn’t there when I walked by and I am hoping it’s because he’s still at a shelter, or at least some place warm.
Like most people attending law school, I come from a place of relative privilege. I might not be part of the 1% (and the size of my student loans might terrify me), but I don’t have the first idea what it’s like to be homeless or without a safety net. So sometimes I feel like the…
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