JS: You were telling Tina about this just a min ago. About how uh, you were chasing down girls to get money for drug dealers?
JS: Tell me a little about that real quick.
Flo: The dealer would ask me to go either get the money, if they ain’t got the money then they would have to get their ass kicked, they had to pay either way.
JS: So the dealers are giving out dope to girls without money?
Flo: They would front them cause they were sick. And they were supposed to pay them back. But then they would like hide from the dealer, you know what I mean, and that pisses them off so they want their ass kicked. I would go hunt them down and either get the money or kick their ass.
Flo: All these bitches are slimy, that’s why I don’t hesitate to kick their ass. Because I know what they’re about. You know what I mean.
Flo: I help them out. When they’re dopesick I help them out. You know what I mean. When you say you’re gonna do a date and you’re gonna pay me back, pay me back. Don’t cop something- your gonna cop drugs right in front of me and then act like I’m invisible that’s bullshit. And like there dates that I get out here, the old guys, they’ll (other girls) get the money and jump outta the car and scream ‘Somebody Help Me, Somebody Help Me’ and this way the guy will get scared and he won’t like, yeah so I mean, it’s wrong.
Robert Merchel, holding the photograph of his recently deceased brother, 2011.
I met Edward Merchel III while photographing on the abandoned Lehigh Viaduct, also know as “the tracks”. This is a place where addicts retreat from the street in order to shoot up without fear of getting busted. A few weeks later I was on the corner of Kensington and Somerset, sharing new prints with people I potentially wanted to photograph and I met Robert.
Robert: He died, uh, July 25th they found him at the gas station on uh, at the Sunoco station. I’m not lying to you.
JS: I believe you.
Robert: Uh, my brother Eddie, that’s him…that’s my brother Eddie.
JS: Were you close with Eddie?
Robert: Yeah, he was my only brother.
JS: Were you helping him at all dealing with his addiction?
Robert: Yeah. Yeah.
JS: He was on it for a while, right?
Robert: Since he was 12. Wow, do you have one where you can see his face real good?
JS: I do, the boy took it. Here it is, right here.
Robert: Can I have that, that’s my brother.
Passerby: I know it is but I really like it.
JS: I’ll give you another one.
Passerby: E-mail it to me. E-mail it to me.
Robert: My brother, my brother’s dead.
Passerby: I know he is.
JS: I’ll give you another one man.
Passerby: Can you email it to me?
JS: Yeah yeah yeah.
Passerby: I’ll give you my email address, here. (Passing the photo to Robert)
Robert: Ah, man.
Passerby: That’s a good picture, ain’t it?
Robert: Ah man. Thanks.
Passerby: I was gonna hold onto that. I was just with him a month ago. I was just with him.
Robert: He died.
Passerby: I know he did, let me see the other one.
Robert: He was a wall writer.
Passerby: That’s amazing, man.
Robert: His name was pretty boy back in the 70’s.
Robert: …I was on vacation, and uh, I called home and my father said uh they found my brother we used to call him Stachi.
Passerby: Yeah, that was my home boy.
Robert: and uh, they found him on uh 25th, it was a Mon…it was a Tuesday and uh, they took fingerprints and uh, my father’s name’s Eddie, Eddie Merchel his name is, right and uh, my dad’s brother’s a cop but he’s retired so when they got the fingerprints he thought it was his brother and he came down and met my father at, ya know, went to his house and he was like, they found Eddie at the Sunoco station on uh, Frankford and Lehigh. I went there last week and knocked on the window and asked the woman about the guy they found dead, she said I was here that day. I said, How long was he there? She said he was there an hour and 15 minutes.
Passerby: You’d think you could make a documentary about this neighborhood.
Robert: That’s what he is doin’
Passerby: Seriously..know what I’m saying, this is, this is one of a kind, this neighborhood, really…and throughout the United States there’s probably not a neighborhood like this, seriously.
Robert: Sure there is, every city has a neighborhood just like this. Like I been to the Lower East Side of Manhattan.
Passerby: I don’t think there is..there’s something, you don’t even..
Robert: No matter where you go, if you meet somebody from wherever and they’ve been to Philly, everybody knows Kensington and Somerset.
Passerby: It’s like the Bermuda triangle down here.
Passerby: Yeah, man it’s hard.
Robert: Once you get in you can’t get out.
Passerby: …and like just cause I don’t use dope but I’m caught up in this too, I’m caught up in this too. Right there, she be up the street. (Refering to a woman in a photograph of mine)
Robert: I know everybody in that. (Refering to my stack of photos)
Passerby: That’s some picture, man. This is something, man. All this but nobody’s sayin, man, people gotta know what goes on right here, man. I’m telling you man, this is something man, people don’t know man. This is, this is…
Robert: This is Hell. This is my brother.
Passerby: What he’d do?
Robert: He’s dead.
Robert: At the gas station on Lehigh, there he is again. He’s dead now, OD’d. What did he sign, pretty boy? That was his wall right writing name back in the day. That’s what we used to do…tag.
Robert: (Reading Edward’s journal entry) My name is Edward Merchel, Edward Merchel the 3rd. I was once known as king of the graffiti, in this world from 1975 to 1978. I was, I was the king, which he was, but now its Feburary the 11th, I am on drugs Heroin, Coke and need to get off these drugs. I mean now.
Drug Dealer: Suboxone!
Danny: You mind talking to me for a sec?
Robert: Well, that, well…
Danny: I gotta talk to you about them pictures.
JS: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ll talk to you in one sec, man.
Robert: Well, that’s enough about me, see all of you later. That’s my brother. Edward Merchel… I’ll write something.
Robert: (Reading his journal entry) Hello Ed this is your brother Robbie, I knew I’d see you again and I did. It was crazy, I was coming down Kensington Ave, I met this guy that took your picture. I was shocked to see you but I knew where to find you. It made my whole day, its August 25th 2011, you’ve been gone one month to the day. It’s really crazy but I knew I’d see you again. I hope your with Mom, Nana and Jamie I miss you a whole…I miss you a whole lot, and everybody you know down here misses you too. Say hello to Mom, Nana and Jamie for me, come see me in my dreams. I’ll be waiting for you, love your brother Robbie. Aka Bolo NP with PB #1. Take it easy Ed.