I’m a hillbilly. I lived in a small town in Tennessee where everyone was kin to me. I wanted to come to Venice because I knew my family wouldn’t come here. I became homeless about 5 years ago. You have to watch it—the gangs and stuff. It’ll drain everything inside of you. I’m here with my husband. I’ve had my dog, Sadie Mae, for a year. Got her for my birthday. I live in a tent behind Gold’s Gym. What the cops don’t take I manage to keep. I’m waiting for my Section 8 voucher. The shelters split couples up. No pets. I want to get off the streets like everyone else. It’s not fun to have people look at you like they do. One time I was just walking when a man called me “garbage.” I was really depressed.