Italians didn’t want notoriety so they made sure the dole was cut right and maybe 1% people od’d. When my Italian family was pushed out of the business by ignorant Columbians and others of there I’ll, people started dying. There was no need to because two 2$ bags kept you stoned 24 hours. Heroin mainliners at the time robbed merchandise and never hurt people. I took two seconal and shot a deuce, a 2$ bag of dope and I was in heaven for the next 30 years. Heroin is an orgasm that lets you feel unstoppable. EVERYTHING is about getting the next score to these folks, yet the next score seems to be well worth the immense trouble they go through. The cyclical nature of drug addiction becomes very apparent while watching this. And when he does find it, the guy literally dances in the street. Like watching one guy frantically searching for the fix he lost. We watch them score dope, shoot it, make up, hustle, and even impersonate cops to rob people, and about a million other tiny details that less observant documentary filmmakers would leave out. The nuts and bolts of what its like to be on the street and addicted to heroin. The people being followed don’t even seem aware that they’re being filmed! (or, at least, they don’t seem to care). There is no narration and we never see any interviews with the subjects, the camera just follows them around, like a third eye, completely detached. Dope Sick Love is a really remarkable documentary made for HBO about two pairs of heroin addicted lovers roaming the streets of NYC.
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