Jesse held his timid posture inside the project’s hallway, absorbing the rumbling sounds from the apartment. The loud stench of urine did not drown out the violent voices as he listened silently. His slender frame, as a ship on bumpy waters, steadily rocked as he decoded the languages. These evident hateful sounds came from the apartment as always after multiple day crack binges. Nevertheless, under the influence of crack, hopelessness, and suicidal thoughts, Jesse with unbridled animosity ignited after hearing the scorning noises. Pissed, he flushed his tight fist down his mouth and screamed inaudibly. While his character received rebuke from inside, he heard a voice say, “Jesse ain’t shit and never will be shit” slide from the apartment’s peephole…