From the Diary Of

Alain Briançon

I am the first member of my family to graduate from high school and an immigrant to the United States. When I arrived in 1986 to do my graduate school at MIT, I had no local contact, place to stay, and only $700 on me tucked in a green money belt my mom made me (she was a seamstress). I would not spend money on a hotel and slept at the MIT armory close to the one suitcase that had my clothes and yes dungeons and dragons books (dating myself). I found a place to rent but there was a gap of one day between the armory and the lease. So, I crashed at a police station and asked if I could sleep there. Boston police finest did agree and let me sleep in a drunk cell, alone, door kind of of closed.

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