no I'm not back in NYC or anything. we went to a ROCK NIGHT last night.before that were many adventures, pouring rain, and a visit to the immensely creepy and sad house that Dennis Brown was born in.
other than that, due to the rain and the heat and all my shoes being filled with rain at one point over the weekend I have trench foot basically. Makes walking around on my last week a bit less fun than usual. But at least I have something to scare off cat-callers with.
Made our final trip into the prison system today. Fort Augusta, the women's prison. It was a more relaxed trip than the last one, where I gave an abbreviated version of my copyright workshop. This time we talked about future plans for SET in the prisons, and different inmates told a bit of their stories of how they came up there. What is increasingly evident is first the lack of choice facing people in poverty, but also, the fact that 75% of the women there were there because of men, in one way or another. People fighting back against abuse, or acting out because they had been abused, were the most common stories. We left energized but also enraged all over again at how little the women have to work with to improve their situations, whether inside or outside.
Gotta run for now, but this site will be updated soon with accounts of
- The walking tour of Orange Street, historic record label/studio lane
- Some accounts of tasty food eaten while here
- more fashion talk (uptown vs. downtown and men vs. women mostly)
- another trip to Rae Town, this time with my partner as well as my roommate.
- Wedi Wednesdays at Stone Love
- A full account of ROCK NIGHT
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