On skid row you can find yourself face down in the street with strangers going through your pockets. It’s possible to get mugged, raped, and even killed the same day and no one will care. If you can imagine running back and forth through a swarm of angry bees with your pants down without getting stung you may have some idea what it’s like trying to survive on skid row. As long as you have breath you have a chance and a choice. You can choose to stay in the deep dark hole you find yourself standing in or you can choose to climb out of it. When you climb out and begin to remove the tarnish you may find something underneath that still shine. Don’t ever be ashamed to look into the mirror. The person looking back at you just may become a Hero.