human trafficking

yuck.  I have not lived under a rock.  I know this happens. I know it’s important to not over-look something so horrible just because I feel completely powerless.

Last night I woke up  – almost upright – and heard myself thinking these words, really loudly “HUMAN TRAFFICKING”.  It kept me awake for hours.

It was this story that set me off.  I have met Anne. It’s suddenly different when you know someone who knows.

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