HEROIN God's Own Medicine

The Horror of Heroin

     Two junkies are shivering and trembling with winter cold and heroin withdrawal, in their southside Chicago shooting gallery. It  was formerly a slaughterhouse, where many animals entered, all with hope and the desire to live, but no mercy was ever shown, no not to even one, If you listen you can hear their screams, first in fear and then in agony, as they are butchered alive. The older junkie is telling the younger about junk, what else? He says, "a cannibal addict told me, I never heard screaming like that, since I was a kid, and the hogs ate grandma." The mattresses they are laying on are covered with every kind of imaginable filth from the sick human body, they are covered over with a thick crust of the horrible stuff. At one time lepers lived here, and it is rumored that when they died, what was left of them was simply incorporated into the crust...

     So begins Phillip Duke's masterpiece of horror and heroin addiction. This book describes in detail the terrible lives of horror and depravity, and the ghastly deaths, of terminal heroin addicts. It is not for the faint-hearted. If reading about terror, horror , depravity and the ghastly bothers you, then please do not read this book.