At first glance, you might mistake Julia Thomas for a child. Barely five feet tall, rail-thin, with cropped hair and vacant eyes, she drifts through Portsmouth’s neighborhoods like a ghost — not violent, not malicious, just lost. She is 45 years old, homeless, mentally ill, and caught in an endless loop of arrests, releases, and […]
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