End the Stigma BC

Amoo,

There are no words that can properly describe how much you mean to me, but I want to share some anecdotes about you that hopefully show how huge of a role you played in my life.

You were part of my earliest childhood memories. One of the first things I remember as a child was when I was two years old and would visit you at GNC. Every time I went, you’d scoop me up into a comforting hug, and give me a tour of the store, telling me about all of the different vitamins and supplements on the shelves. I would always look forward to going to the mall, because I knew it meant I would see you there and for the rest of my life I would get excited every time I knew I would be seeing you – every single time there was any event, small family gathering, or a visit Mouji Joon and Baba Manoochehr’s house, I always asked “will Amoo be there” or “is Amoo coming”, and anytime I saw you somewhere I always wound up talking to you the longest out of anyone else there.

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