November 13, 2012 | 2
This post is part of a collaborative narrative series composed of my writing and Chris Arnade’s photos exploring issues of addiction, poverty and prostitution in Hunts Point, Bronx. For more on the series, look here.
Last week, Chris and I visited a crack house, Diana and John’s apartment. Here’s a 10-minute look inside, at the languid humanity we found within — radio, Phil Collins, the worry of where they’ll stay next. The two discuss Diana’s job as a prostitute, her income and John’s role. I chose a longish sequence to convey the civility and measure behind something societally known as dark, mysterious and filled with “bad people” — a crack house. Danger exists (Chris and I were warned mid-way through this video), but it’s not omnipresent.
This is a companion piece to my writing on Diana and John’s vagrant way of life. For background, please read that first.
The pair left quickly after they smoked, feeling paranoid. Diana returned to the streets to prostitute.
The flashing sounds are Chris’s camera clicks. Many thanks to Diana and John for graciously allowing us to film.
More Hunts Point Addiction Writing
Writing Beyond Addiction in Hunts Point
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