Joey, from Trinidad, was on a busy corner panhandling. A month ago he was kicked out of his house by his fiance after a period of heavy drinking brought on by job loss and family problems. He was staying briefly in a Manhattan homeless shelter but was “beat up, robbed, and messed up while sleeping” by two other residents. Released by Bellvue hospital two days ago he has “nothing and nobody.” He will not go back to a shelter.
In New York City everyone, including undocumented immigrants, have the right to a shelter. Many, likeJaime prefer the streets, viewing it as the safer option.
I bought him a sandwich and he asked me to post this picture in the hope that his fiance sees it.
I love you.
Thanks for sharing these very strong photographs and their stories.
Amazing depth of work that evokes both a visual and mental feeling. Well done. J
The pain and the poetry. Thanks for connecting me to this work. Addiction is a real sad story and I think Chris is documenting it in a very honest way.
p.s I don’t give a shiznit about what you said when how you said what, and I don’t really care that this guy is a or was a banker.
the work speaks for itself.