It's crack rock kitty! CRK lives in a cardboard box in my apt. At his best he's crazy. When he's not in his crappy cardboard box, he's attacking me, trying to get more money for his next fix. Notice the glassy eyes that stare right through your soul. Lucky for me, he was too fucked up on brown stone to care that I took his photo. He's tried to "clean up" a few times in the past but it's a hard row to ho. If you see CRK on the street do not give him money no matter what sob story he gives you. He loves to tell everyone that I'm in the hospital and the he can't get back in the apt, so could he have a couple of bucks for some food. Yea, well it's not true.
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