The Sheriff lives on Filion Street. The Sheriff is a woman named Brittney. The Sheriff is not really a sheriff at all, yet has presented the following behaviors:
-Chalk marked our renter Jason’s car tires.
-Left notes on Jason’s car, my husband’s car, our neighbor Joe’s car, and in our mailbox (Allegedly. More on [...]
I collect stories. I watch, interview, sort and relay with relish and enhanced veracity.
Here are three stories from last week that have stayed with me because, as referenced yesterday, they brought “the truth up front in daily consciousness.”
One:
The protagonist is a freshman in college, first week on campus. He is a context guy, always cognizant of [...]
I just moved into a fourth floor condo in D.C. The bedroom has a fabulous window on to a cityscape.
The window is huge—it’s about 6 feet by 5 feet.
I have no shades or blinds, so every night I go to sleep with the city.
I’ve always lived in small places with views on to modest spaces…the [...]
Last weekend I went to a party at our neighbors’ house. Billed as A BBQ in the ‘burbs; the gimmick was to invite all their hip city friends out to the boondocks to enjoy a spacious backyard and fifty year-old trees. They offered great music, a keg of beer and a guest list that included [...]
There are no ‘abandoned’ houses in South Central. If a house or building is left unoccupied long enough someone will eventually make unofficial use of the structure. HUD foreclosed houses are no exception even though HUD officers visit them a couple of times each week looking for evidence of occupation. [...]