In Texarkana, my plans took a turn, leading me to spend the evening with friends on the street that I hadn’t expected to meet. My night was filled with meaningful encounters, from a woman fresh out of jail to someone who had courageously broken up a fight, and a man who beamed with joy talking about his grandson.
Laughter also made its way into our conversations, especially when a hug led to a clumsy moment between me and another friend. I tend to stumble for no reason.
The night brought its share of challenges too, like talking to a new friend upset over failing a drug test which she said she didn’t expect.
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