The Ghost of Ebo
I met Ebo a few weeks back on one of my Mercy Pedaler “dawn patrols” in Midtown. Ebo is homeless, but he lives in a world of street art. He resides in what can only be described as alley housing, i.e., behind a […]
The Ghost of Ebo
I met Ebo a few weeks back on one of my Mercy Pedaler “dawn patrols” in Midtown. Ebo is homeless, but he lives in a world of street art. He resides in what can only be described as alley housing, i.e., behind a […]