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The weather was nice that day, I found myself strolling through the cities. This is my home now, was the only thought really going through my mind at that time. I was filthy, my skirt and top stained by the dirt left on the bus stop bench. I didn’t mind too much though, I always did like the outdoors…granted these aren’t the outdoors I had grown accustom to..still, I had a place to lay my head. Nevertheless it was just a temporary solution. While wandering around the town, I made my way to a motel. A motel named The Mola Mola Motel . It was like it was waiting for me to arrive. The price was $14.29 a day. It almost all the money I had on my person. I wasn’t thinking about how I would eat the next day when I bought it, just that it was my roof now. Hopeful everything works it self out.