Once, after I shot up in a pizzeria’s bathroom and the owner glared at me as I walked past him, I went outside, lit a cigarette, took a drag. I had nowhere to go, nothing to do—except to find ways to get more dope.… more
Once, after I shot up in a pizzeria’s bathroom and the owner glared at me as I walked past him, I went outside, lit a cigarette, took a drag. I had nowhere to go, nothing to do—except to find ways to get more dope.… more
