So far, I've had some mixed experiences hanging out around the Pine Street Inn.
I've talked to some great people working their way through the system. "There are some good guys here," one of them told me, and I've found it to be true. I'm working on putting their voices together in a radio broadcast.
I've also been harassed by a shelter worker who had the idea that I wasn't allowed to take pictures of the building from the street. I tried to politely disabuse him of the notion, but he wasn't having any of it. "You're telling me I'm not allowed to stand on this public street and take pictures of this building?" I asked. No, he said, I was not allowed, it was private property, I would have to speak to someone inside.
Here is a picture of the building (which I obviously took anyway).
The weather has been bitter lately, and you can see the snow piled up all inside the fence.