by“I read about a d**g called yage.... Maybe I will find in yage what I was looking for in junk and w**d and coke. Yage may be the final fix.”—William Lee, Junkie.
I read about a d**g calledMaybe I will find inwhat I was looking for in junk and w**d and coke.may be the final fixJunkieI was meeting The Man in a cafeteria on West End Avenue—the rundown part of the avenue south of 72nd Street where all the garages and auto parts places are.
I didn’t need a fix. I’d been off the junk for three months and I was all right. I was drinking a lot, but that was all.
The meet in the cafeteria was set up by an old connection of mine who’d heard I was interested in this new stuff. My connection’s name was Rollo, sometimes called Rollo the Roller because he rolled lushes in the subway.
Rollo and I h
