Living in the Tenderloin

Drugs everywhere on my walk to work.

People selling

People using

The remnants of administration and digestion


The sellers look mean-eyed and are ever discerning, but generally non confrontational. Altercation with these types escalates quickly.


The buyers are meek or manic, depending on what they're buying and what they've been using. Different cocktails of uppers and downers - speeding up and slowing down time. All trying to escape something. All are chasing that blissful feeling of ignorance.


Users and dealers everywhere

Selling false perception

And garbage that does not ever really disappear