The odd, capricious gratitude and anger of Crack Row addicts to picking up litter
The reactions of people on and around the area they call Crack Row---the northwest corner of Washington Square Park---varies and changes. Earlier today, while doing my sidcha of picking up at least three pieces of litter from that corner, one guy thanked me and said he appreciated when people did nice things like that. Not long after, one woman from another group of about a half-dozen people got angry at me. They were blocking the path. I waited for them to move so I could pass. This woman called me by the term people nowadays call "the n-word." She looked black and I'm pretty white, so I thought her word choice odd and her anger misplaced. I responded not to call me the term. So…
