The first thing that hits you, even before the smell, is the pervasive feeling of despair. Or at least, that's the first thing I notice when I step into Saint Morrigon's Mission, a shelter and kitchen many consider to be the last place where Star Trek-focussed RPG bloggers can get a meal, a warm bed, and a wi-fi connection. I spoke briefly with Jane Sinclair, the one-woman team who single-handedly runs Saint Morrigon's. "Look at all these poor souls," Jane said, gesturing to rows after rows of beds filled with people typing away on their phones. "It seems wherever they go, they do something that pisses someone off. Within a few days, they're banned." I spoke briefly with one of the people living at Saint Morrigon’s. "I show up, post a few articles, and within a week I’m on the streets!" said a person identified as Major Tom. He showed me some of his work and I understood why. To verify my understanding, I tracked down a few...
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