Rick O'Shea: Addiction and the apocalypse never sounded so appealing
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How would you like 'the pollen-textured light over the bookshelves in a corner apartment, a window deep with time, specifically, time deep and quiet and unbroken enough to read every book on that shelf, leave them heaped and discarded on the bank of your own absorption in time as deep as a lake'?
Sounds fantastic, right? It would be if it weren't Tim MacGabhann describing how he felt at the start of his first Narcotics Anonymous meeting in Mexico City. He had just walked halfway across the city, strung out on heroin having been arrested during a protest against the government and then dumped on the street hours later by police.
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