{"text":"Instead of being a gift that separates us from the animals, free will has become my gaoler. Junkies are the ultimate outsider, not only are we outside of society: we are outside of nature. I spit, turn, and wander towards the beach. Heroin gave me wings but took away the sky.","author":"Drew Gates","tags":["addiction","drugs","heroin"],"id":10996,"author_id":"Drew+Gates"}