In 2005 my apartment was broken in to and robbed. My roommate was home, she wasn’t harmed but she was threatened. They found the man weeks later, he was a crack head in his late 30s who lived with his mom around the corner on “high st.” no pun intended. The district attorney told me there was no hope in getting my belongings back, he sort of laughed exclaiming they were probably pawned off for drugs and suggested I check local pawn shops and buy my stuff back..
I stole this from the DA’s office waiting room on my way out.
I planned on doing a series of photos with it, this was the only one I ever took….here it is..cool story right?
