(Editor’s note: while all these stories are true, the names, and some physical details have been changed.) Last March, Cynthia, a pale blonde 18-year old Woodstock girl was shooting up heroin every hour. Not a lot in each shot, just enough to maintain. Her parents were going mad with fear and worry, blaming themselves, each other, the culture of Woodstock, the malaise of America, and the failure of the police to stop heroin in Woodstock. Steve has been in Woodstock pretty much his whole l...
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