Woman Hold Your Head and Cry
Today was supposed to be Groundings #5. We’ve been good about sticking to our twice a month schedule and I had been able to convince Vidya to try a different location this time (High and Hadfield St- a corner close to my heart from People’s Parliament days), so I was looking forward to it.
I had to go to court in the morning, to support my trans friends who had been shot at one night while they were by the Cathedral (even though they got the license number of the vehicle involved, it took over a month and picketing the station for the police to ‘investigate’ and bring charges against the shooters). But Groundings wasn’t until 3pm, so my plan was to go to Court and do a little bit of marketing, then return home to unload and relax during the hottest, mid part…
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