I spent some time with 8 of my street kids (homeless) at the Georgetown squat. They're perched high on a hill under the freeway - a cave of sorts. At one point Olly yelled out as he saw Cat Phish and Athena crossing the railroad tracks toward us. Some homeless adults (who are known to drink a lot) in a camp at the bottom of the hill and across the tracks thought Olly was yelling at them. They got very belligerent and about 10 of them started to approach at the bottom of the hill yelling that they were going to come up and fuck up the kids and take their stuff. WTF??! They're fucking KIDS. my god.. Olly, Tarzan, Daimey and Erin ran to the mouth of the cave with rebar and bottles, posturing and ready to defend themselves. Thankfully the threats died down and the aggressors backed off. it just boggles my mind that these kids have to live this way in such an affluent society as ours.
let's put some politicians under a bridge for a week and see how they fare.
sometimes i think that is the only way that people in power will finally get it.

Shy, my closest homeless friend. My street daughter. I love her very much and miss her terribly. After giving birth to baby Cecilia she moved to Spokane, WA - 600 miles away - with her boyfriend to be near his mother and the help she could provide in getting them an apartment for 1/3 of what it would cost here in Seattle. I'm happy that she finally has her own place. I just wish it could've been here.

Street kid, Jynxxy in an outdoor squat at Freeway Pk.
The photo was made the moment after Inde told her that her ex had cheated on her.