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drugs, decadence and dumb sh!t at the turn of the century
by rebecca jean-louis
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
1999- Like Civilians?
Mundo gave me $1,500- I counted it the second he left.
CHAPTER TWELVE
1999- Party People
It was time to admit to myself that I was never gonna live the fantasy.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
1999- Slipping
Looking back, I really don’t know how any of us could miss the signs that we were growing too lax.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
1999- This Cannot Be Good
I knew things wouldn’t end well but I was in no position to get any of it under control.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Last Day Of 1999- Another Level
Brón looked at me, a mixture of surprise and dawning understanding on his face.
“You don’t know about PanStar? For real?”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Last Day Of 1999- Panamanian Star
“PanStar is Mundo’s Tío Bolo’s shipping company over on Nostrand and St. Johns,” Brón so kindly explained.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Last Day Of 1999- The Big Reveal
Hopeton sat in an office chair across from Cabrón and jumped into business mode.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Last Day Of 1999- I Got It Now
“Yes! Here we go,” Cabrón said.
He pulled a ratchet out of his pocket and began to pry the lid off the container.
CHAPTER TWENTY
2000- Port Of Newark
I asked him if he wanted to pull over and make out.
He told me to shut the fuck up and go into the glove compartment to find his Cam’ron CD.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
2000- The Hand-Off
I felt like I was on a date with a Morgan Stanley stock analyst.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
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.
