I turned right on Broadway off Burnside and into Old Town and a wasteland of tents, tarps, shanties, garbage, graffiti, boarded up store fronts, men splayed and twisted on sidewalks, prone bodies in alcoves and alleys, men and women wearing blankets and bathrobes wandering through intersections, bedraggled human beings transporting belongings in baby strollers and bowling bags, stray litter everywhere, a darting rat, shredded landscaping.
Ugh! Go get ‘‘em Rockford!
We used to live up the hill from the Old Town area you described. Sounds like one of the circles of hell....