Spoke to China outside Mama's. She's scared and upset. A couple weeks ago, she was attacked in the park across from her modest apartment. A man who she had been with for a while, smashed her in the back and then the head, leaving her unconscious. She showed me the bruise on her back, a discolored mess of purples and oranges.
She claimed that people in her little complex saw, but everyone ran inside or turned the other way.
China lives in a neighborhood that breeds illicit activity. There doesn't seem a way to claw out of the poverty, the drugs, or the sadness. All she knows is the world of the rough streets. The cops avoid this area, and don't take the complaints not very seriously. It's hard to blame them, but at the same time, when China's calls for help went unheard, it didn't give her much confidence in the system, so why should she try to take the good road?