The Drugs Don't Work
His name is Sam, he is begging on the streets of Liverpool, he came up from Eastbourne to try and find his father that he has not seen for 15 years but did not find him. The scant amount of money he had soon ran out and now he resorts to begging. He lives on the streets because he says there are too many druggies in the hostels, he says he does not do drugs. His eyes tell me he is lying, he is only 24, the same age as my eldest son.
People ask me if I fear for my safety when I meet people on the streets, no, I fear for my anger, I never come away from a shoot in fear, I often come away simply angry, is this not the 21st century? Have we still not learnt anything?