Rich and beautiful images capitalizing off the emotional connection our soul makes with the village. Potent and impoverished Polite and punishing Our people pressing back and forward towards a purpose predestined before the seed was materialized that pushes the ghetto rose through the cracks in the concrete. Love can be seen in this picture of us. This is us who came to this new world in chains dreaming of home forced to make peace with pain. This is us playing hop scotch ,jumping rope, and shooting hoop’s. This you praying that hope doesn’t dissipate and your dreams don’t disappear to the disappointments of what life is like growing up on this block. This is you. The village – Eric Haylock
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