“How you feeling?” asked the doctor. “I’m fuckin’ hurtin’- I’m dope sick, I ache all over, and you people come in here at 5:00 in the fucking morning poking me all over the place, why can’t I get more methadone?”…
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Against Doctor’s Orders: Heroin Addiction – Back to the Hospital
I was speaking with Teddy in Talkers’ Park when I noticed Shaggy approaching in the distance. He was over an hour late for our appointment, but at least he had showed up. I promised Shaggy the day before that I…
Against Doctor’s Orders: Heroin Addiction – Eli, Eli, Lema Sabachthani?
I was leading a street photography workshop when Mandrell, one of the heroin addicts that I’ve photographed, spotted me on the corner of State and Madison. “Hey Chuck, how are you? I haven’t seen you in a while” Mandrell said…
Alley Boys: Getting It Together – Frustration
After running into roadblocks the previous day, Teddy and I headed back to St. Peter’s first thing the following morning. We arrived right at 9:00 am. Several other people were already waiting in line, some to pick up their mail,…
Alley Boys: Getting It Together, Overcoming Obstacles
Over the years, Teddy has continually “slipped through the cracks” by somehow never managing to fully complete whatever paperwork he needs to meet even the most basic requirements for public aid – like a state ID card. Apparently, there are plenty of public…
6:51 am… Cold, Wet, and Nowhere To Go…
6:51 am… We took shelter in the bus stop on the corner of Adams and Wabash just in time for a soft and steady rain to begin falling. We sat there together until the early morning hours talking about life,…
Alley Boys: ConflictÂ
Surprisingly, there’s not a lot of infighting that actually goes so far as to get physical between the Alley Boys, but sometimes, people push too far, and tempers flare. “You need to quit playin’ with me out here on these mother-fuckin’…