He peers into the crack of an open motel room door. It’s approaching four o’clock in the afternoon and a man, lying on a sofa in the far corner of a space no larger than a small bedroom, is shirtless, his arm limp and stretched across the side of his face.
“Hello,” calls out John Phipps, a volunteer with The Salvation Army in Niagara Falls, Ont.
The man doesn’t move.
John steps into the motel room, one hand holding a tote filled with [...]