So are you an inmate or a rubbernecker?" she asks." Rubbernecker," I answer without hesitation. "You?"" I'm a screw. Or on staff, anyway. Used to be an inmate. Repeat offender. Crimes against my body. Puking sickness followed by heroin, which led to more puking sickness." I'd be surprised at her forthrightness, but that's addicting for you. The twelve steps crack 'em open, and then they can't shut up.

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