An Inside Look at Life in Anchorage’s Housing First Project, Karluk Manor (KTVA.com exclusive)
Life is proven fragile for chronic inebriates, on and off the streets
Karluk Manor staff declined comment.
Back on the sidewalk outside the Manor, Kunayuk glanced pensively at the facility’s main door. She said she had come to visit her friend Roland, who had been drinking with her earlier in front of Bean’s. When she was denied entrance because she didn’t have identification, Kunayuk said Roland had gone inside to use the bathroom, and told her he would be back in just a moment.
She had been standing on the corner for more than an hour.
Roland had been pretty drunk, though, and Kunayuk said she wasn’t surprised when he never re-emerged from his efficiency apartment. Now, she said she might begin walking towards the transit center to look for some other friends. Maybe she would find Roland later.
“I dunno, maybe he’s passing out,” she said, peering up at the curtained apartment windows with blurry eyes.
It wouldn’t be the first time.