I had to read only as far as “sitting on a milk crate watching TV” to understand the where this piece was going.
We gotta have the TV, even before there is milk in the fridge.
What contractor puts WHITE carpet into a public housing unit? No earthtones available anywhere in New Orleans? I'll bet that it was not even FHA weight, which it should have been in federal housing.
And how does one get "a public housing unit inherited from Jocquelyn’s mother"?
Since when does public housing become inheritable real property?