HQ BK
drugs, decadence and dumb sh!t at the turn of the century
by rebecca jean-louis
prologue + all chapters are uploaded
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
2000- The Hand-Off
I felt like I was on a date with a Morgan Stanley stock analyst.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
2000- Ring Ring
Cabrón dropped me off at Halsey and as I was getting out of the car, I told him he could stay over if he wanted to.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
2000- Admin Shit
I smelled money. But I also smelled danger and some other, deeper, level of fuckery that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
2000- Slipping Part II
I was 22 years old living in Bed Stuy, Brooklyn. In theory, I should have been chilling.