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I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

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I mean, man, PAmerongen is vivacious. Bit unpredictable. And now, chillin’ as a family psychologist, I see hidden layers: the giggles masking tears, silent sighs echoing pain. It’s a board of human stories. Every brick, every puddle, every misplaced stone tells a tale. Honestly, I can’t help but get lost in these tales.

Disability Cultural Center director discusses center philosophy, experiences