My life on crack

Bill Clegg
The Guardian

'It's the best sex, the most delicious meal, the most engrossing book…' A former addict confesses all

I can't leave and there isn't enough. Mark is squawking about a crack dealer he used to buy from, but I'm not paying attention. All that matters to me is that we've reached the end of our bag. The clear plastic mini zip-lock that once bulged with chunks of crack is now empty. It's daybreak and the dealers have turned off their phones.
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