From a household on the 100 block of W St NW:
There is a heavy set woman, about 40-50 years ago , black, she walks slowly and asks for money, usually a dollar, so she can buy something to eat. She frequents the homes around the Flagler Market at W and Flagler Place NW. She often knocks on doors from 9-11 PM. If you answer the door and turn her away, she often knocks over a plant or pot on the front porch. Don`t answer the door and don`t say anything. She will just quietly walk away. She says that she lives on the 100 block of Adams ST NW but I don`t know if that is true.
From a 1st St NW resident:
She`s been in the neighborhood for a week or so, wandering up and down first street begging money in different states of fu**ed-up-ed ness.
She was out of her mind on Thursday afternoon begging for two dollars from every person she came within a block of.
When she came to me I politely said ``I`m sorry ma`am``, as I always do when a clearly messed up person is begging money. I then walked down to the corner of first and rhode island to catch a cab.
She eventually made it down to where I was.
She tried again.. ``You said you ain`t had no money but now you taking a cab....`` and then she said most of the same things that were mentioned below...that she was hungry, homeless, please give her money etc. I again said I was sorry but I wasn`t going to give her money. She then turned on a dime and became vicious and threatening. She pushed me, she said I was a bitch, that she wasn`t going to let me get in a cab until I gave her some money.
A second later a cab pulled up and she blocked the door. When I asked her to move she said no. When the cab driver got out of the car to try to help, she used the opportunity to try to punch me in the face. She was pretty out of it so I was easily able to push her away and she only grazed my cheek. Mr Abeje and another young man came running out of Windows. It seemed the young man knew the woman and yelled at her in a familiar way asking what the hell she was doing and if she had lost her mind. This seemed to shame or startle her out of her crazy rage for a minute. I took the opportunity to jump in the cab and we drove away.
Later that night I asked a neighbor who has lived in Bloomingdale forever if he knew who this lady was? He said that her sister used to live on first street near Bates but that sister had died a little while ago and that she`s a crack addict. Dear Neighbors...Be for-warned...give this sad soul a wide berth and keep 911 on speed dial.