White America’s Heroin Problem Revisited. Not a bad time to revisit Goldie Taylor’s article for The Daily Beast on the Heroin problem that still faces America:
I glanced at an open window, a soiled sheet fluttering in the breeze, as I drove by the run-down, two-story apartment complex off Buford Highway near Dresden. Beyond a string of used car lots, title loan companies, and liquor stores, I passed the old tavern where we used to listen to the live band, smoke menthol cigarettes down to their butts, and toss back tequila shots until one of us fell out and one carried the other home.
Fuzzy’s Place has since moved a few blocks up and, like almost everything else around here, the name has changed. The owner died some years back, I heard, and a handful of regulars couldn’t stand to let it go.
But almost everything and everybody else has moved on.
The boy with the careless smile, the one who fell in love too hard, too deeply, and too easily, was gone too. I knew I wouldn’t find him here, but I guess—like Fuzzy Cawthon’s old customers—I couldn’t stand to let him go.
He died almost 10 years ago after somebody dumped him off at a suburban Atlanta emergency room with a needle still stuck in his arm. It was a bad batch of heroin, they said, cut with too much fentanyl—an opioid painkiller 100 times more potent than morphine. The synthetic drug, which looks like heroin, is fast acting and potentially deadly even in small amounts.
Drug counselors say that with heroin there is at least a chance for recovery after a relapse. But fentanyl can kill within moments. The high takes off even before the injection is complete. That explains why addicts, like Queenie, are so often found lifeless with the syringe still dangling from their veins. Read More: https://goo.gl/KxKVRT
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