Sleep Toking on that Ghost Zaza

We Heard You. We Understand We Fucked Up. Please Please Please Forgive Us. Ohh Crawling Like A Worm. Sliding Across The Linoleum. We're Sorry. We're Sorry. We're Sorry.

Alrernate Ending:

My name is Alaa, and I am 17 years old. I live with my family in a small tent Gaza — six of us sharing just four by six meters of space. We face hunger, heat, cold, disease, and deep uncertainty about what tomorrow will bring. But I hold on to my dream: I want to become a pediatrician. I want to heal others. Even now, I study every day in the ruins, attending classes whenever I can, despite the dangers. Education is my hope, my way forward, and my way to serve others someday. I love learning, and my studies are one of the things that keeps me going despite the circumstances we are in. My favorite subject is physics, but I love all science. Why We're Raising Funds Alaa has a small group of friends in the United States who speak with her and her family often. Together, we are organizing this campaign to evacuate Alaa and her mother from Gaza. Your donations will directly support: Safe evacuation costs (permits, border fees, transportation) Temporary housing and basic needs once we escape Continuing my education safely outside Gaza We need to raise $40,000 to cover the full cost of evacuation, resettlement, and the first year of living expenses while Alaa rebuilds her life.

His pregnant wife still has bullets lodged in her body and needs surgeries to have them removed. Please help them if you can.

It has been 3 years of genocide in Gaza, and people like my friend @mohdayesh are still trapped in Gaza with no escape from their treacherous daily life.

Mohammed's wife is pregnant and to this day dealing with the pain of having a bullet lodged in her chest. And Mohammed is bearing the responsibility of trying to keep his family taken care of to the best of his abilities with the limited resources he can get his hands on.

Mohammad and I often spoke of his desires to start a life for himself and his wife outside of the war zone, away from the genocide, where they can finally have a taste of safety and security. There is nothing more that I want than the ability to snap a finger and help him achieve their dreams, but unfortunately that's not within my power. All I can do is plead with you to help.

Mod'd is my friend and someone I've been working with for the past 3 years to ensure that you can trust where your money is going and weed out harmful actors taking advantage of the crisis in Gaza. And he has worked tirelessly to that end. He often doesn't ask for help for himself because he wants to see others thrive, but now he has a wife and a child on the way and he can't sit and watch as they suffer in this genocide.

He is trying to reach a preliminary goal of £3,000 on his gofundme, and has reached £2,046/£3,000 up until the time I'm writing this post.

But you can also help via his paypal!

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As a matter of fact, there should also be a mission where after the dust settles and you've gotten your reward from Jack, you can either go back to the Cabot house or see Deegan in the Third Rail and there can be a conversation where you can convince him the Cabots are shit employers through a charisma check.