We were received by
2 elderly women and a young man with a sweaty cold hand
shake. We were shown the room; moving up a creaky elevator
- dark with a smell of stale produce. As the elevator door
opened, we walked into an entrance area with slate- like linoleum
flooring - of which a half of the tiles were missing exposing
dirt- ridden cement flooring.
passed through another door, one with a broken window, into a
dark, equally smelly corridor. At each end of the hallway
was a light bulb - causing the center of the hallway to rest in
darkness. While many other bulb sockets were available,
none were filled - perhaps a way to conserve electricity and to
shield its desperate
were lead to the end of the hall to a door marked crudely #261.
We unlocked the first door, black padded, and as at opened,
another door, metal, severely dented, was revealed.
unlocked, the doors opened into the apartment, where had truly
seen better days.