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Easy Street, Cocorite

Picture courtesy Mark Lyndersay

My name is Chad Cropper and I’m a gas pump attendant.


I live in Cocorite, across the highway and up the hill from the gas station. So I could walk to work! Literally. I could zip-line and all.

When people hear, “Cocorite”, they think of crime and violence, but I feel safe because I grow up my whole life in Cocorite and I know 90 per cent of the people. I know most people who come into the gas station, too: customers; buddies; bredrens.

Cocorite was always stigmatised but boy days in Cocorite was fun. I can’t remember ever being afraid to go anywhere or do anything. Everybody would stay by anybody until whoever mother come home. Is like everybody really was one family.
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Easy Street, Cocorite

Picture courtesy Mark Lyndersay

My name is Chad Cropper and I’m a gas pump attendant.


I live in Cocorite, across the highway and up the hill from the gas station. So I could walk to work! Literally. I could zip-line and all.

When people hear, “Cocorite”, they think of crime and violence, but I feel safe because I grow up my whole life in Cocorite and I know 90 per cent of the people. I know most people who come into the gas station, too: customers; buddies; bredrens.

Cocorite was always stigmatised but boy days in Cocorite was fun. I can’t remember ever being afraid to go anywhere or do anything. Everybody would stay by anybody until whoever mother come home. Is like everybody really was one family.
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