Heroin, Bread, and Sulfur Mines

"... I entered the commune addicted to heroin, diazepam, speed and alcohol. I weighed 58 kilograms, and was 1.90 m tall, drunk, ripped, with scars from missed injections on my hands, as bad as that entire year, as that entire time. Although convinced of my own uniqueness and inclined to exaggerate it in the world, the story of my drug addiction is like countless such stories and harmoniously fitted me into a community that for twenty years I did not want to admit that I belonged to, and I belonged to it more than anything else, more than my child , wife, brother, profession, survival..."