"It's Christmas day and Danny "the Carwhiper" hit the street junk-sick and broke after 72 hours in a precinct cel. It was a clear bright day, but there was no warmth in the sun."
His dealer in jail, no friends, no dope, no hope... What's Danny going to do? How is he gonna score. How is he going to get through the day?
A tear jerking Christmas story and no happy end? Or is it..? Hark the Herald Angels...
The Junky's Christmas
Word William S. Burroughs
music The Disposable Heroes of Hiphopracy and Hal Wilner.
