There are only two days to deadline. Last week saw another 80 hours at the office, finishing with an all nighter on Sunday night. Friday night was Brittany's birthday. She is a long term volunteer at EMI and her grandma shouted us huge American piazzas, ten pin bowling, and desert at a revolving restaurant. Saturday night was the last night of singing song's to honor God with the street boys, so everyone prayed for the two of us that are leaving. In the afternoon of Sunday, my local friend Mark, took me around the slums. What struck me most was how much he cared, there were no street girls because they get trafficked, and the drugs made the boys act like they were on morphine. The photograph below is of all of us celebrating Brittany's birthday.
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