Thousands of Montrealers have no regular immigration status. Officially, they don’t exist. In reality, they are our neighbours, friends, family, people we encounter in the streets; the guy cleaning the office at night, the teenager who put the carrots into the bag you get at the grocery store and her mom who cleans your hotel room, the older man with a cane collecting cans. We’re now well into the second wave of the pandemic and winter is on its way. Every winter, much of the work available to our undocumented neighbours disappears. In the context of the pandemic,...
