Every Saturday, I would go with my friend inside a small truck to the North-Boat Docks where the U.S would be sending in shipments to India containing...foods, medicine, etc. There were lots of small and large crates which the community was to help bring into the city. I would help steal crates that were being brought into from the U.S full of foods. I would get a small share of food which I would put into my store, and sell for a low cost. Once a few residents of the small town came and saw the. Aunty came and sat near me and apologized for shouting at me earlier. I said, “It’s ok”. But I asked her why she was crying at that time. She again started crying, she cried so much that her face became red. I tried a lot to console her but she didn’t listen. Then I said, “Aunty, uncle will come soon. I know you miss him so much, but you should not cry like this”.She looked at me angrily and said, “That bastard will not miss me, he doesn’t love me”. I was shocked to hear that! I didn’t know how. " Excuse me?" It was an odd way to greet someone. 'Is that the they say hello here in Atlanta?' Kayla thought to herself as she entered the house.The man closed the door behind her.Taking the bags from her hands, the stranger said. "Let me put those in the guest bedroom for you."And without further ado, he headed down the hall towards a door on the right. She followed a few steps to the rear.Once at the door, he opened it and entered the room. There were five women inside. They were in various. With the construction of Expo 67 came the Ville Marie and the Bonaventure expressways that cut off easy access to ‘the Point’ both from land and from the river. All of these created a psychological barrier that separated The Point from the rest of Montreal. All of the industries that were the lifeblood of the area disappeared and the Point now has one of the highest unemployment rates of the city. Recently, the city has tried to boost the neighbourhood again by making it an ‘In-crowd’ hot spot.