Eight days.

That’s how much I have to find a new place to stay. To pay the advance for a new apartment to rent, with money I do not have.

Also, more treatment. More pain. More…

840 dollars left to raise.

Can we do this, guys?

Do I have a choice?

Do I want to live on the streets? Or starve?

Have you ever had a streak of bad luck? Just… bad luck…

Have you ever dealt with great health issues, great pain? Great suffering?

Have you ever feared that in a few days you’ll be out on the streets?

If you’d like to help me out, you can donate any amount you see fit here.

Any amount matters. Any amount at all.

Also, you can order signed paperbacks here.


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