Andrew Scott is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions as well as had over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones.
Andrew Scott has published five poetry books, Snake With A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming and Searching andone book of photography, Through My Eyes. Whispers Of The Calm is his sixth poetry book.
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The streets of the Downtown Eastside were emptying of working ladies, one body at a time over decades. No one saw, no bodies found. Disappearing from Vancouver in plain sight. They were mothers and daughters fighting, feeding addictions. Ladies who always checked in so their friends and family knew the ladies were safe. Flags started getting waved when the ladies of the Downtown Eastside stopped contacting others. Family and friends lined streets, contacted the proper authorities only to be ignored many times. Officers from the region largely ignored the reports. There were no bodies fond so there was no crime. That is what people were told. Everyone knew the truth. The ladies were prostitutes that were in the midst of working for their fixes. To most of the authorities the missing did not matter. No one knew where they were. Being picked up in a beaten truck, taken to an old farm for disposal in the suburb of Port Coquitlam.
Slaughtered for decades.
People around the farm knew of the night prey but never said anything as long as they were paid for whatever their needs were. The truck rode the streets of the Downtown Eastside as an unknown death vehicle that was in plain sight. Only once the streets were bare did the authorities start searching, looking for the missing, tripping over departments. Officers getting nowhere during the search for the predator until they tripped over the killer. Ladies that deserved dignity slaughtered without respect, ignored because of their situation. Over twenty years, ladies judged unworthy cause of the street they walked on Vancouver's Downtown Eastside.