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This post is part of a collaborative narrative series composed of my writing and Chris Arnade's photos exploring issues of addiction, poverty, prostitution and urban anthropology in Hunts Point, Bronx. For more on the series, look here.
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Takeesha: Hunts Point, Bronx. Courtesy of Chris Arnade.
One time I did this crack
Study for $2500,
Saw it on the train.
The building and the rock
Pristine Colo(u)mbian.
Never had any shit that good
In my life:
Small but potent,
Crack,
It's psychological. They did me up
And down
In the head for days. No one told me
About the dance of the razors:
Hell no they ain't doing
That to me
Again in their hospital
Chapel of
Help
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Here, an example of what she means.
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More Hunts Point Addiction Writing
Chris Arnade's Photos and his Facebook feed