Towards the end of my stay, around 5 AM, a musician named Bruce Mays came out of his tent to yell at me and my friend Cheney for photographing his tent. Bruce then took a piss in the fountain in front of us and came back over to rant to us for our last hour in the park. He told us that the leaders were staying in hotels surrounding the park, called out the kid who just asked us for stomach medicine money as the same kid who got ripped off buying heroin the other night, and explained how every inch of the park was under surveillance. He also told us what a beautiful thing Occupy Philly was. He would wake up and read the paper, drink a beer, and go to therapy. They even had a kids area. However, that soon was converted into a crack and alcohol tent. He said, “Things got too crazy for the kids to be here.”
