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A reader generously provided the funds for purchase of a chrome book. To celebrate their generosity, I am going to set up times in August to webchat and Facebook or IM chat with you readers. I will make times available for you on a first come, first served basis. You can ask me addiction or Black Tar Heroin related questions. I should be able to do ten of these chat sessions so be on the look out for details.

The picture is another in my urban camping series. 

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  1. AnonymousJuly 17, 2013 at 5:22 AM

    Just wondering, do you ask people's permission before you photograph their camps/heroin huts?

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    1. traceyh415July 17, 2013 at 5:40 AM

      I do not. I make sure you can not tell who the people are from the pics. Interacting with some of these people could be quite dangerous for me. At this one, a person was shooting up while I was walking by the spot. I'm not going out of my way to snap pics. These are all to and from work assignments. I think it's important to see how people live. This was how I lived for six years

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  2. K.July 17, 2013 at 4:11 PM

    WOW, that was so very nice of the person to do that! Sooooo NICE! Did you get a Samsung Chromebook or an Acer Chromebook?

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  3. AnonymousJuly 18, 2013 at 12:38 AM

    Thanks for replying. Your photographs are great they capture lives many people dont get to see. I asked because I was interested in how you interacted with the people in your photos. It seems they must be ignored by a lot of people if theyre just allowed to set up camp like that. I think where im from homelessness is less visible.

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    1. traceyh415July 18, 2013 at 5:46 AM

      I do interact with many homeless people but most of these are captured when people are still sleeping. In fact, a guy who used to live in this encampment used to have a massive crush on me after I bought him lunch one day with a chocolate chip cookie. He was up for days and I sat and talked to him. He was 100% not interested in recovery or using condoms which were some of the things I offered to help him with at the time. I suspect he is in jail.

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