As I began exploring the site’s timeline, my eye was immediately drawn to a small thumbnail picture of a woman with a large purple bruise on her left eye. It was 12 a.m. and Mi Ja Choi had been sleeping at ATL on and off for the last week. In another post, an officer comments that the airport had become the second-largest homeless shelter in Atlanta, housing more than 100 people on a given night. While most squatters are reprimanded and sent back to the city on the MARTA subway system, Sgt. Vito Wallace allows Mi Ja Choi to find shelter beneath the large glass and chrome clock in the airport’s main terminal. “We’re not going to kick her out,” Wallace said. “If we do she’ll become the victim.”
Of all the stories and snapshots users can explore on ATL 24, I found this one to be the most touching. I often think of airports as gateways, a series of destinations, connections, but never as the final destination to someone seeking sanctuary. At 12 a.m., Mi Ja Choi slept on a black cushioned chair in the main terminal safe for the night but unsure of her final destination.