Tony O'Neill
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Blackburn, The United Kingdom
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October 2013
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Sick City
9 editions
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2010
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Down and Out on Murder Mile
14 editions
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2008
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Digging the Vein
8 editions
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2006
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Black Neon
6 editions
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2014
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Songs From The Shooting Gallery
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2007
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Dirty Hits: Stories 2003-2013
2 editions
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2013
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Seizure Wet Dreams
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2000
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Notre Dame Du Vide
2 editions
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2009
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A Story Sadder Than All The Bruised Whores In Hollywood
2 editions
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2013
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Almost Blue
2 editions
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2013
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“No more junk talk, no more lies. No more mornings in the hospital getting bad blood drained out of me. No more doctors trying to analyse what makes me a drug addict. No more futile attempts at trying to control my heroin use. No more defending myself when I know I am practically indefensible. No more police using me as practice. No more ODs, no more losses. No more trying to take an intellectual position on my heroin addiction when it takes more than it gives. No more dope-sick mornings, no more slow suicide, no more pain without end.
No more AA. No more NA. No more mind control. No more being a victim, no more looking for reasons in childhood, in God in anything but what exists in HERE. No more admitting I am powerless.
Down the dusty Los Angeles sidewalks, down the urine stained London back alleys … there goes the connection fading into the crowd like a 1960’s Polaroid.
“Business…?”
“Whachoo need…?”
“Chiva…?”
― Digging the Vein
No more AA. No more NA. No more mind control. No more being a victim, no more looking for reasons in childhood, in God in anything but what exists in HERE. No more admitting I am powerless.
Down the dusty Los Angeles sidewalks, down the urine stained London back alleys … there goes the connection fading into the crowd like a 1960’s Polaroid.
“Business…?”
“Whachoo need…?”
“Chiva…?”
― Digging the Vein
“I smile sadly, in light of what came next
to think that I told her
If you can just hang on, things are bound to improve
she made me a liar, too--
the woman who dug the hole
I've been trying to write myself out of
ever since”
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to think that I told her
If you can just hang on, things are bound to improve
she made me a liar, too--
the woman who dug the hole
I've been trying to write myself out of
ever since”
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“I needed to know that Death was here, in the room, and that I was too fast, too young, and too smart for him.”
― Digging the Vein
― Digging the Vein
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“No more junk talk, no more lies. No more mornings in the hospital getting bad blood drained out of me. No more doctors trying to analyse what makes me a drug addict. No more futile attempts at trying to control my heroin use. No more defending myself when I know I am practically indefensible. No more police using me as practice. No more ODs, no more losses. No more trying to take an intellectual position on my heroin addiction when it takes more than it gives. No more dope-sick mornings, no more slow suicide, no more pain without end.
No more AA. No more NA. No more mind control. No more being a victim, no more looking for reasons in childhood, in God in anything but what exists in HERE. No more admitting I am powerless.
Down the dusty Los Angeles sidewalks, down the urine stained London back alleys … there goes the connection fading into the crowd like a 1960’s Polaroid.
“Business…?”
“Whachoo need…?”
“Chiva…?”
― Digging the Vein
No more AA. No more NA. No more mind control. No more being a victim, no more looking for reasons in childhood, in God in anything but what exists in HERE. No more admitting I am powerless.
Down the dusty Los Angeles sidewalks, down the urine stained London back alleys … there goes the connection fading into the crowd like a 1960’s Polaroid.
“Business…?”
“Whachoo need…?”
“Chiva…?”
― Digging the Vein

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