When I arrived in America in 2001 with $50 and two suitcases, I had dreams — but no sense of purpose. Then 9/11 changed everything, and it would take years, and a cry for help from a trafficking victim, before I understood why I survived.
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When I arrived in America in 2001 with $50 and two suitcases, I had dreams — but no sense of purpose. Then 9/11 changed everything, and it would take years, and a cry for help from a trafficking victim, before I understood why I survived.
