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Later that afternoon, the four of them sat around the kitchen table, coffee cups at their sides, while Nate relayed his plan. “It’ll be a new kind of halfway house, to some extent, to get from homeless to back into the work world and a regular life,” he concluded. “We’ll give people a warm place to stay, a way to get cleaned up, decent food, and some clothes. I still have all of my parents’ stuff and some of it is really nice. I can swap for clothes in other sizes, and we can pick things up at the thrift stores until we have enough to clothe most anyone who comes in.” He glanced across at Stella and Vince, buoyed by their smiles and nods. “Stella, you can cut hair or fix nails for the women, maybe advise them on makeup and things so they feel presentable to go interview for a job. We can