By Eric Berkowitz
INGLEWOOD, Calif. — In the harsh morning glare, a woman in red slippers shuffled unsteadily across the Sandman Motel’s parking lot. Carrying a fifth of something in a black plastic bag, she followed a familiar path from the nearby liquor store, climbed the motel’s stairs with effort, and disappeared into the $49 per night desolation of her room.
Here, at the edge of South Central Los Angeles, there is no shortage of despair. An indoor gun firing range abuts a windowless pornography shop, which sits hard by another liquor store. But the business done in those establishments is matched — if not dwarfed — by the area’s underground economy. The people on the street do their own cash-based commerce, selling either themselves or substances that make their customers feel like someone else.
And here, in a motel populated with drunks, drug dealers, and acne-faced prostitutes, a few of the nation’s 12 million illegal immigration problems are being played out in real time. The Sandman’s owners use the cheapest, most plentiful and vulnerable labor available — undocumented Latino women. (more…)