Three good reasons for legalizing all drugs.
I was in the Don Jail and met a neighbor, he was a heroin user.
I went into his cell to say hello, in his cell I met two strangers that were no strangers, they were undercover cops. I recognized the one with tattoos immediately from a Tv show of him working jails for information, the other was his backup.
I told my friend a story of two other heroin user friends that were murdered, he knew them. One died of an overdose via the package. (A package of heroin purposely used to kill.)
The other was tied to a motel bed and injected with car battery acid. (Hot Caped)
I can’t imagine what they put him through before killing him.
I told him the two stories’ because the cops were responsible for both deaths.
I made sure the cops heard me loud and clear, letting them know I knew who they were.
They thought I was an idiot as they continued to play me for a fool.
I left them quickly after a warning to my friend about not letting strangers into his life and hid among the population within seconds of leaving the cell by sitting at a table reading a book. The backup cop came looking for me a second later. He walked past me looked into my cell turned and took a Q from another cop siting on the other side of the table with a full view of the range motioning with his head and nose to where I was.
The range went into an uproar. My friend came out of his cell, I went to him because he did not know what happened in his cell with the two cops. I wanted him to know he was in danger. I told my friend he was entertaining two cops and to be very careful of what he did with them. My friend told me he had some business deals with them ounce out of jail. He did not believe a word I said. Moments later there was a shake down and range changes.
Three or four months later my friend was found dead of a heroin overdose.
If the cops did not use them as bait they would probably still be alive.
23 x 40-inch acrylic on wood.