Untouchables in the tree city
One part of my job involves keeping office hours three afternoons per week at one of the large subsidized housing complexes in town, a.k.a. “the projects”. I have discovered that when a building full of people with mental illness, substance abuse problems and some status with the corrections system who are living so far below the federal poverty line that most of them cannot afford local telephone service have a captive audience with a social worker, shenanigans ensue.