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All I saw was a hat and a small figure wearing it. At first, I could barely see her—she was tucked away in a corner near the Michigan Avenue bridge. Jennifer was sitting on the ground, head in her hands when I approached. (She told my why a bit later…) We shook hands. Hers were cool and weak. She was very thin. She said she has been out here for about three months (and I imagine longer). She has four younger children, who her sister-in-law is able to watch most of the time. If that’s not possible, she’ll resort to sleeping on the street with them, or she’ll find a room to rent, for about $36 a day. She avoids shelters, because of the bed bugs. Because of her situation, she could have her children out here with her she said, but that’s not fair to them: “They need to be kids and enjoy life”. What she wants is a job, but nobody wants to hire a homeless person. She also said it’s hard to find time to find a job, when she’s out here “begging”. Some people walk by and say disparaging things, she said, but “most homeless people are good people”. The reason she has her head in her hands, she said, is because “if I have my head up looking at people, they’ll put their wallets away. But if I hide my head in my hands, people give”.
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"Howling Mad" Murdock foresaw the Apocalypse in a vision. Initially Hannibal dismissed his words as the ravings of a lunatic."Bad Blood will bring death to the family" had been Murdock's first utterance - Too late Hannibal reacted to the information when his Black Ops contacts in the US Army corroborated his suspicions . A "successful" blood transfusion of synthetic blood to a Gulf War veteran sent home with honours turned out to be case zero. The ensuing "plague zombie" epidemic swept through suburbia like wildfire. Ever since the outbreak went national - Murdock hasn't spoken a word (it's rumoured that under his bandana he has almost completely sown shut his own mouth).
Faceman was badly burned during a failed extraction mission trying to save a prominent female scientist rumored to have synthesised a cure. Now he just wants the whole word to burn.
The same mission cost BA an eye when he was hit by shrapnel from the same chemical explosion that scarred face.
Baracus has now totally lost the plot (as well as his left eye), his fragile bad attitude has been elevated to "beserker" status.
The Stress of keeping the team alive has also taken its' toll on Hannibal - Sleep deprivation has put him further on edge. He battles constantly with inner turmoil - Could he have averted the disaster completely if if he had listened to Murdock earlier? Were Face and BA scarred because of a flaw in his extraction plan?
See the team in happier times here back in 2016
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My son was 2 here. We were down the shore about to eat pizza. I don't remember why he was giving me that look, but I thought it was a great shot! Was probably mad that mommy was taking pics of him! The first few yrs, I took pics of just about everything!
Those scopes at the beach can help you see ships, off-shore oil derricks or the odd whale passing by, but this young man with the hot sauce baseball cap has it turned away from the ocean.
Al was sitting on the east side of Michigan a little south Randolph. He's been out here about a year. He used to work for UIC, but when he was laid off, he lost his apartment and became homeless. He usually sleeps on the train and stays away from Lower Wacker. "Man it's bad down there--a lot of drugs...and the police don't go down there." He said that while he's been panhandling during Lollapalooza, people have been asking him if he has any drugs to sell. "I'm 65 years old--do you think I have any drugs to sell?!" Then he started talking about how he feels when people don't look at him or talk to him. "Sometimes I feel like hurting myself...I tried once, but they pumped it out (of my stomach) before it took effect." He has children who want to see him, but he's ashamed because he's homeless. "But I want to see them", he said. Considering his situation and where he is, he asked "Why is God punishing me? I've been a good person..." I assured him that he's not being punished, he's just going through a tough time right now...Al, you will make it.
Closer-in shot from the prior pose. Again, it's not that it's a bad shot. But I just didn't like it as much as the others.
I caught up with my brother and fellow portrait photograopher DrMaccon this weekend and we had a wander and enjoyed some cocktails and good conversation.
Before the drinks, whilst walking through Nottingham, I spotted this guy with some wicked style walking past a blue stone wall and I leapt in front of him to ask for a portrait.
He was really great and happy to stop for a few shots so long as he could get rid of the shopping bags he was carrying.
Chris was out with a friend shopping although he has done a bit of modelling before and is keen to get into content creation
I was really grateful for his time and I put a few longer shots on my Instagram account that you can check out if you want.
I had some issues at first with the baseball cap but then asked him to look up to the direct sun above the buildings and it all came together.
This is image 88/100 in my (final) 4th set of images in my 100Strangers ongoing project.
Check out the wonderful work of the other contributors to the 100 Strangers Group on flickr!
Jeff, Ash, and Les were sitting on the northwest side of the Michigan Avenue Bridge. Les, the dog was laying down between them. "It's been a slow day at the office", Jeff said, smiling. They travel around the country on freight trains. Their latest trip was from San Antonio to Chicago. They're from Maine, which is what their ultimate destination was. But not Portland, "I don't like it there", he said. They were friendly and had no problem chatting. The wierdest thing that ever happened to them was when they were riding a freight train that passed into Canada. Then they had to tell the authorities what happened...Ash didn't really say too much, but she was friendly and smiled. Speaking of which, when I asked them what advice they have to give, Ash said, "try not to frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile..." Jeff said, "I don't know...(just) stay safe."
I don't know anything about baseball so .....We have a line of baseball caps in the hall. I have been scrutinising the lIne all week looking for a photograph. Then Ammber, my great niece, spotted and took this in seconds. I cropped it a bit afterwards.
[Note: This was a conversation I had months before COVID-19. I'm not connecting with anyone during this time].
You can hear Mac from a block away—“Please help! Can anyone help! He does this non-stop on the corner of Washington and Clark. I stopped to say “hi”, and he was more than happy to talk. “Everybody has a story”, he said. He’s been out here about three hours today and about seven years total. “Tough times”, he lamented. His goal and dream is to find a job. “I can do a lot of things—I’m adaptable”, he said. He said a gentleman talked to him a few days ago willing to help him find a job. He said, “I hope he comes through...”. As far as making money on the street, “The City of Chicago wants us to sit with signs...but if you aren’t allowed to ask, no one will give you money! He said he’s been arrested numerous times for “panhandling”, but it didn’t seem to bother him. His advice for someone who’s down or depressed is to “Trust in God—look to God...’cause if the Lord Almighty can’t help you, ain’t no one who can help you!” As we said our goodbyes, he said, “Mr. Steve—I’ll be right here!”
Timothy was on the southwest corner of Randolph and State Street. He's been homeless off and on his whole life. The past four months he's been out here. When I asked him what his biggest need is he said, "doing laundry". It's hard to get that done. He had a large backpack and a duffel bag, with all his belongings. He sleeps outside and now that it's getting colder, he needs blankets. In the past to make money he would buy a bunch of items wholesale and resell them to make a profit. He hasn't been able to do that now that he's homeless.
I thought the shop, just off Brick Lane, London,was photogenic enough itself, and just waited for somebody passing to set the scene. Fortunately the guy looked up at the plimsole notice just at the right moment.
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Cornell was sitting at the corner of Randolph and Canal Street. Somehow I never remember him being there, but he said it's his regular spot. He was friendly from the start, talking about the Cubs, the Bears, and the latest sports news. He said he's been out here for about a year. His biggest need is housing. It costs $20-30 per night to stay somewhere safe where you can clean up and get a shower. As far as what he wants people to know, he said "I'm a person like anyone else". Truth.
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This is (was) one of a series of pictures that I submitted to a couple of stock agencies. One of them so far has declined the image because the 'logo' on the top hat might actually be a brand? Oh well, I like it!!
You can hear Mac from a block away—“Please help! Can anyone help! He does this non-stop on the corner of Washington and Clark. I stopped to say “hi”, and he was more than happy to talk. “Everybody has a story”, he said. He’s been out here about three hours today and about seven years total. “Tough times”, he lamented. His goal and dream is to find a job. “I can do a lot of things—I’m adaptable”, he said. He said a gentleman talked to him a few days ago willing to help him find a job. He said, “I hope he comes through...”. As far as making money on the street, “The City of Chicago wants us to sit with signs...but if you aren’t allowed to ask, no one will give you money! He said he’s been arrested numerous times for “panhandling”, but it didn’t seem to bother him. His advice for someone who’s down or depressed is to “Trust in God—look to God...’cause if the Lord Almighty can’t help you, ain’t no one who can help you!” As we said our goodbyes, he said, “Mr. Steve—I’ll be right here!”
Tina was on the southeast corner of Jackson and Dearborn, outside of Dunkin Donuts. She's been homeless for eight years. She needs a place to stay, "but there are more shelters for men than women. It's hard being out here, especially as a woman." She sleeps on the train when she doesn't have anywhere else to go. She was quiet and a woman of few words, but I'm thankful she was willing to chat, even for a moment.
Randy was walking by Covenant House at 30 E. Chicago Avenue. We struck up a conversation and he told me that he's been homeless for 20 years. I told him he looked much younger than that and he said "I take care of myself". I asked him where he stayed and he pointed at a building. "It's a hell hole", he said, "There are roaches". He was very friendly and we talked for quite a while. "I have a HUGE keychain collection", he smiled. "If I hung it up on this sign, it would reach all the way down!" He keeps it in his room. It's comprised of all the things he's collected during his time on the street. "There's key chains, belt buckles, rings--it wouldn't even fit in that (large Ikea bag)." What he needs most (other than housing) is a bike. "I've got a bad back and can only walk a few blocks". He's trying to get on disability. "They're trying", he said sarcastically. He does work with a counselor in Covenant House, which is a good thing.