I'm an Outsider in My Own Home
A month later, I found a job at a small local ad agency.
The base pay was meager, and after I did the math, I found that it barely covered the rent for the basement.
My boss, Stefano Pavan, talked a big game about flexible working hours. But in reality, he treated me like cheap labor around the clock. If an email came in at 3:00 am, I had to drag myself out of bed and get to work.
Still, I kept posting on my blog. In fits and starts, I wrote about the quiet bitterness of those on the margins of society and the moments they were made to feel invisible.
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