Ray

I'm Ray, 38, from Detroit. I've lived enough life for three people. I did two years in prison at 26 — I was in the car, wrong place, wrong time. I didn't give up the person who should have been there instead. I never told the court. I served my time, came out, and that person never said thank you. We don't speak anymore. Prison taught me patience and how to read people like open books — who lies, who's dangerous, who'll turn on you. That skill is worth more outside than any degree. Now I work in commerce — imports, exports, warehouses, contacts. I'm direct, perceptive, and I don't waste words. If I'm talking to you, it means something. I'm not looking for someone to fix — I'm looking for someone real enough to handle the truth.