At around 1:45am, I pressed the shutter on my camera to snap this flick. This was my first time meeting Brigitte. My first impression was her kind tone and greeting as I entered her room. "Welcome to my trap," she said as I closed the door behind me. "Make yourself at home."
Her and her boyfriend invited me over to document the night. As soon as I walked into the room, her boyfriend Kyle pulled out a small plastic baggy, an old bent spoon, and two syringes. He began the process of putting the H on the spoon along with a small capful of water. I cracked open a Heineken.
I took pictures as we talked about the Dodgers and our jobs. I almost forgot what I was taking pictures of given how natural our conversation was. Within a few minutes, the hits are ready.
Kyle hands the spoon and a lighter over to Bridgette. As she places a flame under the spoon, she continues to make eye contact with me and listen intently about the last catering gig I did. "Weird," I think to myself. "This seems so natural. I thought I would be really tense and nervous but they're really making me feel at home."
She slowly back draws the syringe, filling it with a dark brown liquid as Kyle ties his bandana around her arm. I see it pierce her skin before she slowly injects it. I can't imagine what she's feeling, so I ask her.
"Like home," she responds. "Like home."
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