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MY KIND OF RESPECT In 2001 as a social work student, I first met Codee. He looked well for an older man, born in the 1950’s likely a result of a few inventions of himself, with the assistance of many female social workers. By 2016, after following Codee from afar, I encountered him again. He seemed taller as he stood before me, a well dressed Caucasian man who walked confidently into my office. “How do you like me now?”, he boasted. “I haven’t change in over ten years, and I’

Long ago, the trickster Nanabush was very hungry out in the bush. He had this idea of how he could get a quick meal, so he wandered down...