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Mitch’s present is blurred by alcohol and the indignities of the street. His past is lost among the nooks, alleys and bottles that are his home. When the mission that has been his mainstay is slated for demolition, Mitch must make his way over to a new shelter. As he drifts across the city, he passes in and out of company and trouble, embarking on a collision course with his past.
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