Neither more nor less

A Crusty stood crying today because he needed a bag of dope . He had lost his dog and needed to get high .A friend attempted to console him as well as knock some sense into him .

Behind us at a distance an ambulance was preparing to remove a client to a local detox ward .

In the distance  a man in a dark blue shirt preached the Gospel to 20 or so well behaved  others , also in dark blue shirts,quietly listening seated along the arc of benches  under the Hare Krishna tree . Biblical tales of misery ,loss,hope, salvation and mystery .Tales of a substance much as that of  a typical day in Tompkins Square Park ... but in words only , dry and distant from the day's sauce of real tribulations and miseries .

We hadn't seen Sharon in over 3 years , we had never seen Elias . 3 years ago were  more difficult times for Sharon .Things are better today.