The people that are/were in my house:
-Nicole.
She is a white junkie prostitute, although she does not talk about hookin, every panhandling junkie female turns tricks. She is the one that showed us the place. In a lot of ways she is like our mother. When our squat house had just got raided by nigger gangs (on the west side), me and my husband walked around Ludlow, and planned to sleep in the woods that night. Then we ran into her flying a sign, and she took us home that night. She started out real sweet, giving us free rinses of her dope. Trading dope for tobacco. Doing cute junkie mom stuff. We'd try to help her out in any way we could and she would just be like 'WELL, YOU GAVE ME TWO POP TARTS, SO I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU BACK TWO HERSHEY KISSES AND A SHOT OF COKE TO MAKE IT EVEN. " derp
Since her man overdosed and died there, she has been trying to fill the void.
One man she brought home, was pretty cool, he was a total leech though and disappeared once he got his paycheck at the end of the month.
Her new man is a big fat bald white guy. He is funny in a lot of ways, but gets insanely angry when nicole hangs out with anyone that isn't him. He beats her.
She is such a nice girl though. She's one of those people who used to be a punk and just ended up being a junkie. She likes good music and is very sweet.
That pic is of us a long long time ago
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