Albert had me pay $500.00 per month to live down the street at 1913 e. 143rd Ave, non-potable water, rainfall in the adjacent utility room west side of actual, housing for women. But men were coming in the place at abnormal hours, third bedroom was used as a rental for cracked out, I dont do risky behavior because I dont want to die. I was trying to get on my feet and have an independent life like everyone else gets to. Im disabled and I was working like the rest of humanity: have some please. I made the place at least a little more livable, and was falsely accused because another resident beat on my one-way in, one-way out utility room door. I didnt exit the room; I told her to,Dont bang on my door. Leave me alone. Go away. I dont feel well. She said, What chu goin do bout it?I said, Youll see. I closed the door and locked myself in my utility room wondering why she was being hateful and I texted Alberto, This person is bullying me again, please tell her to stop, she banged my bedroom door. (and looked like she was going to start a fight.) I have no reason to fight anybody because I dont pick fights.I dont understand why that happened to me.

Voicemail is not set up on the net talk number you are trying to reach. ....for 10 days. They must be outta biz.

Great place for those needing to get back on their feet and succeed in life Albert and Paul are the best

The worst scenario. I hate it. Most people that live there never change. They help each other to not recover alcoholism and drug addiction.

This place has gone down hill. Theres no management on site anymore.

Provides housing and shelter for a limited number of single adults with low income.

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