https://www.esquire.com/news-politics/a62875397/homelessness-in-america/
"Twenty-seven degrees in a Port-A-Jon, the seat freezing my ass. I’m in the
dark with a little flashlight. Chemically treated feces and urine splash up
onto my anus. The wind howls, shaking the plastic structure. My hands go numb.
3:00 a.m., parked in a public lot across the street from the town beach in
Westerly, Rhode Island. Just woke up, sleep evasive. It’s my first week out
here. I pour an iced coffee from my cooler. I’m walking around the front of the
Toyota I’m now living in when a car pulls into the lot, comes toward me. I see
only headlights illuminating my fatigue and the red plastic party cup in my
hand. Must be a cop. Someone gets out and approaches. It is a cop, young. I’m
not afraid, exactly, but I’m also not yet used to being homeless.
“How you doing?” he says.
“Good.”
“Just hanging out?”
“Yes.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Do you need anything?”
“No.”
“Okay. Just checking. Have a good night.”
In the morning, I awake with back pain. Sleeping in the driver’s seat will be
an acquired skill."
Via Susan ****
Cheers,
*** Xanni ***
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mailto:xanni@xanadu.net Andrew Pam
http://xanadu.com.au/ Chief Scientist, Xanadu
https://glasswings.com.au/ Partner, Glass Wings
https://sericyb.com.au/ Manager, Serious Cybernetics
