Ten floors above the crowded, dirty, frightening Tenderloin, Curtis Bradford can only watch. And listen.
The community organizer for the Tenderloin Neighborhood Development Corp. wishes he could be down on the streets, helping people get tested for the coronavirus, passing out food to his increasingly desperate neighbors, and walking his little black dog, Maggie.
But Bradford is HIV-positive, and his doctor has warned him not to walk the streets of the Tenderloin for any reason. It’s not safe for him. Or anybody really.
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