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nevermore_logsWho: Eleanor of Aquitaine & Saint Columba
What: Hello, I don't believe we've met
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Soup kitchen
Warnings: Ah...doubtful? TBD, but probably not a lot
One of the most important things in life, at least to Eleanor, was giving back where you could. She tried to volunteer and donate to various charities as much as she could, but sometimes, life just got away from her. She hadn't been doing volunteering of any sort for almost a year now, and it made her feel rather guilty. Work could wait this weekend.
She dressed rather simply, hopping the subway to a soup kitchen not terribly far from her apartment. She wasn't sure of who to speak to, so she looked around for someone who looked like they might be in charge, or could at least point her in the right direction.
What: Hello, I don't believe we've met
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Soup kitchen
Warnings: Ah...doubtful? TBD, but probably not a lot
One of the most important things in life, at least to Eleanor, was giving back where you could. She tried to volunteer and donate to various charities as much as she could, but sometimes, life just got away from her. She hadn't been doing volunteering of any sort for almost a year now, and it made her feel rather guilty. Work could wait this weekend.
She dressed rather simply, hopping the subway to a soup kitchen not terribly far from her apartment. She wasn't sure of who to speak to, so she looked around for someone who looked like they might be in charge, or could at least point her in the right direction.
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