Drugs

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  Dime Bag in Street

  Mother: Crystal R
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  Vulnerable hands and feet

  Mother: Crystal R
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  Contaminated Drug Needle

  Mother: Crystal R
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  Drug Trash in Playground

  Mother: Ashley O

  "Weed bags and blunt wrappers that are found right next to the slides."

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  Drug Trash in Playground--"Wet"

  Mother: Ashley O

  "Even though that’s empty you can smell the embalming fluids.  It’s the worst smell in the world.  It smells like mint from far away, but when you get closer if you know what “wet” smells like you know it’s wet.  My kids are like two feet tall, and they’re right next to it, so they’re smelling that.  That’s disgusting."
   

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  Newspaper

  Mother: Erica S

  "They hide their needles and stuff in there and sell them right out of the newspaper receptacle"

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  Abandoned Home

  Mother: Whitney H
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  Whitney

  Mother: Whitney H

  "Misunderstood by many, loved by enough. I stand on my own two feet like a grown woman. Single mother of one and barely making it but never struggling."

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  Corner Liquor Store

  Mother: Tianna G
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  Her father's daughter

  Mother: Tamika H

  Her dad… he doesn’t have a job but he gets money, he takes care of his daughter. And I know what he does to do it… it’s very hard in America, to get a job if you have a criminal record, it’s very hard... I don’t approve of it because anything could happen. What if somebody gets mad and does something to him while he's got my daughter?

   

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  A drug-filled neighborhood

  Mother: Tangela F
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  A house on my block

  Mother: Angela M

  An idea of where I am living.  They sit out there and smoke crack late at night, because the guy that sells crack is a few houses down.  So they might grab the crack and sit right there.

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  Mini Market

  Mother: Angela M

  That is the store that buys food stamps.  They swipe it and put it into their machine and give six dollars for ten dollars.  If you stop these people from selling food stamps, it'll stop hunger, because most of these young boys won't have to out and sell drugs to get a sandwitch.  That is what they think they have to do.  I don't think they have enough sense or their parents don't make them go to school to get an education or get a job, so that is what they think they have to do because mom done sold all the food stanps and the house is cold.

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  Memorial

  Mother: Angela M

  My neighbor’s son:
  The drugs are the root of all of it.  My neighbor’s son was killed there, and this neighbor still gets high, too.  Her son got killed for drugs right down the street from my house, and they’re still selling crack.  It’s sick.  When she gets all zapped out of her mind, she goes down there and lights a candle, around one, two o’clock in the morning.