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“I was puking,” Dennis recalled of their last day together. “I told him, I was like, ‘I gotta gotta get this dope.’” “I’m not trying to do dope,” said Jesse, who’d spent the summer injecting black-market Roxys. But the pills had worn off, and he, too, had been throwing up off and on all day. He tried eating his two favorite foods—McDonald’s chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese—but couldn’t keep them down. As soon as Dennis made the buy, Jesse relented, deciding it would be his final hurrah before returning to rehab. They hosted a going-away party at a friend’s house. Late that night, a ...more
Dopesick: Dealers, Doctors, and the Drug Company that Addicted America
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