In an alley behind the local Ralph’s Supermarket sits a man comforting a sleeping woman. It is cold. All he asks me for is a blanket for his shivering girlfriend.…
It’s a brisk morning in Dallas. 58 year old Curtis has lived on these streets for the past 12 years. Not a man of many words, his eyes tell me…
I met Laurenz on a small side street adjacent to the 405 Freeway on the outskirts of the West L.A. VA. Sitting on his makeshift bed he welcomed me with…