Tony
addict
Arms
clinching, holding, shaking
Short discolored arms
hanging
bleeding
Unhealthy look arms
bruising
occasional vein bleeding
Everyday Tony wakes up with this dying urge. Tony is 30 years old or thats what he remembers, divorced with 5 children. He used to be an investment banker in Chicago. Seems like eons ago when you see him nowadays. He figured he would try it just for fun, to be young again is what he thought. That one time turned into just one more, then another and another. Before he knew it things started to disappear in his life. His job, his wife and kids, his dignity, his respect, all gone. Now he can be found scouring the slums under the 43rd street bridge. Living day to day just looking for his next fix, never eating, never sleeping, never thinking about what he has lost in his life. For him its just a matter of time. Its killing him inside, the drug, he knows it. But everyday Tony seeks it out and does whatever it takes to get it. Deep down inside he knows he has failed in life, he knows he has lost everything. All he has left is his persistance, he vows he will never go a day without it until the end, and thats what he'll do.
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