yesterday i saw a junkie with a briefcase. the briefcase was fully stocked; the syringes were neatly lined up, like pens, same with the needles, then there were various bottles of water and bleaches, ascorbic acid, lemons – and there was even a back-up belt. he prepared all his tools then closed the briefcase and used it as an improvised table to prepare his next shoot. all this in the middle of the street.
a junkie with a briefcase…
[i sent this to exploding dog, lets see if he does a drawing…]