Eight female prostitutes dead in Reynoldstown didn’t attract much attention outside the police, who, contrary to stereotype, were actually the only people who gave a damn about the deaths. The cameras had gone elsewhere, and the money, too: politicians like Maynard Jackson and Arthur Langford (curious story, that) had sucked up the cash decent people sent to Atlanta to help the murder victims and long ago moved onto the next gravy train. She was visibly sick.īy 1990, when I moved in, Wayne Williams had been sitting in prison for nearly a decade. What were those old men from the suburbs thinking? She could be their granddaughter. Her arms and legs were a constellation of bruises and sores. She looked like she weighed about 75 pounds. There was a mother-daughter team jumping in and out of cars on my street corner: the daughter didn’t wear shoes. The wives of the Johns were certainly victims. Anyone who believes prostitution is a victimless crime is an intellectual buffoon. Some of the prostitutes jerked and twitched as they walked from cocaine-induced tardive dyskinesia. On Fridays, I avoided gardening in my front yard because the men with Cobb County plates were trolling the streets, picking up emaciated prostitutes. I lived a few blocks east, in Cabbagetown.
It wasn’t a very long walk to some of the body dump sites. This was precisely the same area where little boys were disappearing during the Atlanta Child Murders in the 1980’s. Men from all over metro Atlanta would drive there to get an extremely cheap woman, or girl.
There were a lot of prostitutes: the two go hand in hand. Reynoldstown was, in all senses of the term, crack-infested.
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Back in the early 1990’s, a serial killer was stalking women in the Reynoldstown neighborhood in Atlanta. Some mornings, it’s pitifully easy to find something to write about.
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