C'VILLE CRACK HOUSE

C'Ville is now the home of the largest CRACK HOUSE in the country, i.e., the world. The skeletal remains of the Landmark (landmark is correct!) Hotel are now being shrouded in plywood. The final nails are in the coffin of the planned luxury hotel, set to open on July 4th of this year. City planner Jim Tolbert says the site is presently being secured by Clancy & Theys workers before it is abandoned. CRACK HOUSE is goin' be ready for big Indy Pendence Day doin's, but not by the crackheads, as one would think, but by the usually non-violent residents of C'Ville.

During the 1980's the strongest economy in many dwindling inner cities was the drug trade. In POG VC's home state of New York, a devastating result of property abandonment in areas such as Brooklyn, South Bronx, South Jamaica and Queens was the destruction by fires, leaving entire city blocks literally burned out. Abandoned buildings laid waste by neglect and/or arson naturally became, yeah, CRACK HOUSE's. Enraged citizens often finished the job, burning down these abandoned building in the hope of killing off the crackheads as the drug trade brought violent crimes to their already hopeless situations. Some good C'Ville citizens could set off their own FIREWORKS and could rightly claim we are asking for it. Charlottesville CRACK HOUSE Download.

Charlottesville's CRACK HOUSE exacerbates the empty space currently on the Downtown Mall. The first sight POG VC encounters when walking from her front door down the adjoining 5th Street to the mall is EMPTY Order From Horder, EMPTY Army and Navy Store, and EMPTY Sage Moon Gallery to name a few. Of course, the bricks look great and the Paramount is beautiful . . . quite an up-scale 'hood for the crackheads. Ought to make their lives fairly pleasant. Maybe take in a show and have a nice meal at one of the local feeding posts, and watch the FIREWORKS at Midnight. Crackheads should have a great view from the 'penthouse' floor. Crackheads know this is America because they can see Monticello from their CRACK HOUSE. And Mr. Jefferson is rolling over in his grave.