Two junkies are trembling with winter cold and early Heroin withdrawal. The older is telling the younger about junk, what else? They are in a south side Chicago Heroin shooting gallery, that was once a slaughterhouse. Very many animals entered here, all with hope and the desire to live, but all were killed, mercy was never shown, no not to a single one. If you listen you can hear them screaming, first in terror and then in agony, as they are butchered alive. So begins Phillip Duke's horror masterpiece of Heroin addict and pusher addiction, depravity and death. "A cannibal pusher once told me, 'I never heard screaming like that, since I was a kid, and the hogs ate Grandma." The action builds to a climax so ghastly, that if you have a weak heart, you are warned not to read this book.
I really was hoping I'd like this book, but it was not anything that kept my interest. I know of many books on drug use that are far better than this one any I will generously gove a 2 star rating.