5535856810 The Patch wasn’t paradise. But it was safer than it had any right to be. People had roofs. Names for the places they slept. Hot food once a day. And a reason to wake up. Kids walked barefoot without slicing open their feet. Teenagers had school. Nobody had died since the project began. It had been brutal work—but with all hands on deck, and Simms and Davon promising real Towerbound jobs, housing, and security, the volunteers came fast. Some were from the old shantytowns. Others were new. But everyone wanted in.
