Despite the fact we know it to be wrong, a good many people persist in judging books by their covers.
There still exist plenty of those ready to form opinions based on the outward appearance of someone. Casting an assertion purely on a first impression isn’t something that we should do, and yet people do it anyway.
Luc Perreault knows a thing or two about this. At 280lbs and traditionally dressing like a biker, Luc is used to people making assumptions before they’ve even met him. One day, he walked into Tim Horton’s to grab a coffee. Whilst there, he encountered a woman and her young daughter.
It was the little girl who approached him to say hello, though when she did she was quickly grabbed by her mother …
Sirens faded, but the city didn’t. Grief clung to brick and glass like smoke that refused to lift. Every press conference sounded like a verdict passed on…
The first impact was choice. Not metal, not bone—just a single breath where survival and policy crashed together. Training screamed one thing, politics another, and the front…
She walked into the clinic already whole. No sob story. No cinematic breakdown. Just ten quiet years of saving and a decision sharpened in the dark where…