Doling out the Poison

The drug dealers are all out in full swing. Sleepy uses his baby as a foil pretending to show customers his infant daughter when he is passing drugs under her diaper. Muscles drives off and deals in anonymous parking lots. Beady stares 'em down. These dudes stick out like sore thumbs.

Music is blaring from speakers facing the intersection, signaling to the customers, this is the spot. There's a parade of regulars coming and going, the same ones each day. Everyone knows this is where the drug dealers live because the landlord encourages it. He lives far away and gets continually dragged to court over every violation under the sun. Last year his buildings were condemned and we had peace and quiet for a while. There have been more search warrants in this complex than anywhere else in the whole city. At this point I blame the slumlord more than the dealers. And what about the poor families that are trying to live there and raise their children? Sadly they eventually get involved with dealing too.

This is the main artery for the city which is why the dealers love it. It's also walking distance from the library, health center, farmer's market, post office, police station and restaurants, which is why there's lots of good urban energy.