Once upon a time, I didn’t get along with my parents, so I left home and came on the Ave. Then I got pregnant. I was homeless on the Ave. until I was about 4 months’ pregnant. It was hard to get my welfare set up, and hard to live too.
When I was 4 months’ pregnant, I met a guy who became my boyfriend, and moved in with him. It was hard to live then, too, because we were both in a tiny room and had to share the kitchens and bathrooms. ...