What keeps him going is the reaction he gets from the people he helps, the sweet, old babusyas he delivers medication to, the kids in the children’s ward, injured from shelling, whose eyes lit up when they saw the toys he brought them.

a politic treaty

“And you know that's right, but I still have to represent myself as the bomb-ass babe that I am,” I said as I joined in with her laughter.

We found this in the 1990s when organisations went through some fairly severe restructures.