Their shoes are worn, but they still dance. We left our hotel and drove for about 1/2 hour through the city of Nairobi. Eventually, we ended up in a slum; dirt roads, goats, skinny dogs,visual signs and smells of sewage and garbage, and little feet that look like this. As we drove deeper into the slum, I heard the sound of singing, then I saw the dancing and realized we had arrived… Read More
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Dominican Republic Missions trip
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