Gangrey
Vol. I · No. 1Prolonging the Slow Death of NewspapersEst. 2026

Just Trying To Survive

camping

Erin Sullivan: HUDSON



The man they call Barcode Jerry — as he has a bar code of his birthday tattooed on the middle of his forehead — brought out a tray of shish kebabs to the fire pit — marinated chicken with onions and vivid red and green peppers. The governor of the camp was already there, as no fires are left unattended. It's one of the rules, as well as no fighting and no drugs, although beer and cigarettes are okay. Spaces are kept clean, cans are recycled, neighbors are respected. Rule breakers can, and have, been banished.



"This is not your typical homeless camp," the governor said.

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