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Niffla



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Drug Den Stories
#18978818 - 10/14/13 09:28 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Anybody got any?
A friend of mine who went to find his heroin addicted younger brother, went to the industrial part of Dallas to a den where he heard his brother was. Here's how he described it to me.
It was a large abandoned warehouse, and towards the back of this warehouse was a corridor that led to the bowels of the place. He said the hallway was littered with old syringes and meth/crack pipes and shit. He needed a flashlight just to walk down the long hallway as there were no windows or no natural light getting through at that point. Eventually it led back to a large room -- like a really large storage room. The only light in the entire room were a couple of candles. He said it was super dim and that there must have been at least three dozen people in there. Most passed out, a few talking real quietly to each other, and a few talking to themselves. He had to bust out the flashlight to try to find his brother and he said it was the creepiest shit he had ever witnessed. He said their eyes were like soul-less and shit and that they looked like something straight out of a zombie movie. What really stood out to me is when he explained it to me is how quiet it was. He said he didn't think a room of 30 plus people could be THAT quiet. They were all loaded I guess.
Well his brother wasn't there and he bailed out of there. Lmao his description kinda made me want to see the place for myself in some weird way.
Anyway you guys got any stories? For example I heard the drug dens in NYC are legendary in their creepiness.
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18978840 - 10/14/13 09:32 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Across the street up until like 7 years or so ago there was this old run down church that turned into a junkie hangout after being abandoned for a few years. I remember the day it got raided for the last time and apparently some bigger sellers for meth (when it was real big around here) and heroin were pulled out of there completely strung out. If you've never seen a SWAT raid on a church, you're missing out on some sweet shit.
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18978863 - 10/14/13 09:37 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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I've never heard of something like that before, that would be extremely interesting to see.
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18978871 - 10/14/13 09:38 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Basically any major city and even smaller inner-city areas are littered with heroin/crack/meth houses. If you walk into a few abandoned buildings you will no doubt stumble across one eventually. I wouldn't recommend it though, there's a good chance you won't be leaving with everything you came in with.
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I don't have any drug den stories really but...
When I was a little kid my dad stopped at this weird house and left me and my sisters in the car, we got suspicious when he took forever so I went in and told him to come on, its not really a crazy story but I was a little kid and I knew what my dad was doing and I still walked in to some crackhouse and told my dad let's go.
My mom, dad, uncle and his big black friend went and got my aunt out of a crackhouse once, they just went in and told people they were gonna fuck 'em up if they tried to stop them, they found my aunt trying to shove a cravkpipe in the couch trying to avoid getting caught but they seen her.
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not a real den but, i remember there was an abandoned mini golf course where i mean dozens of junkies lived they all sat i their tents and the mini play houses just fuckin strung out. they basically laid in shit and dirt all day in these tiny shacks, it was pretty strange. seeing these stung out people in these cartoony houses like something out of toon town or the wizard of ozz
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Fuckspice]
#18979059 - 10/14/13 10:12 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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i can tell you about my first time scoring in the Dirty D?
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These posts remind me of this story. It is copy pasted below:
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Zerovirus said: I do not currently smoke crack.
The story begins at a party i am having a few beers and talking my buddy, one our closet friends had recently moved away and died. I lived with this guy, and he left to go save up money so we could try to move out of his grandparents house. He was the craziest adrenaline junkie i have ever met, and he killed himself in a motorcycle accident.
I will refer to the friend who died as "R" and the friend at the party as "J"
Back to the party, me and J are talking..He opens up (while hes pretty drunk) and said he had to tell me something. He tells me that him and "R" smoked crack with his grandparents, but didnt really feel it. (were 17yrs old at this time) My instant reaction was anger because, i would have wanted to be there..for some reason. I did not want to look down on "J" because of my respect for "R" who is dead. So after having my judgement impaired by alcohol, i make a drunk mission to smoke crack. (you know that feeling when your getting all amped up and making all these outlandish plans with strangers when your drinking?) Anyways... the plan was to smoke some crack together.
The next day..Ironically enough i had completely forgotten about the crack plan that i had, i call "J" to see whats up..as i am hungover and hazy. He tells me he wants to drop a keg, so i call "R"s grandparents. We take the keg over to "R"s house and threw a small party in his memory. "R"s grandparents pull me aside, and asked me to go get them some crack?! Instantly "J" and i remember the plan we had yesterday, so knowing nothing about crack i ride down to the local crack house...And ask the man for $40 worth. This man sold me weed when i lived in the area, and i was at his house everyday. I watch him pull a "cookie" out the microwave, break like a third of it off and hand it too me. He said something along the lines of "the first time, your gonna get hooked up"
I get back to the house, and we all migrate to the bathroom. These adults are trying to build me a crackpipe, and its stressing me out because i was a pothead..."i can make a better pipe anyday" They are telling me all these crazy fucking rules they are making up off the top of their head, and getting bug-eyed at the sight of the crack. Multiple times they reached to snatch it out of my hand, and i would quickly jerk away. I decide to let them go first, so they dont steal my crack (while im on crack) i didn't know what it felt like. So i put some tobacco on there and a generous(lol?) amount of the crack. They say its too much, so i tell them to share and they did. Exchanging the smoke from each others mouth was making me want to BARF, i did not understand. So i put as much as i gave the two of them for myself, and decide to treat it like salvia. I vaporize the crack for the first time of my life...the only way i could describe the feeling...would be its like the best feeling in the world for a few seconds, and then afterwards you feel like you can tell why those crackheads act the way they do. I always "felt black" whenever i smoked crack. This feeling was pretty cool, so after everyone had one hit i decided to save the rest for a different time...and here is where shit gets retarded. "R"s grandparents wont let me leave, they are getting psychical and grabbing at me, i start to flail around in an attempt to show them im not gonna take that shit, and "R"s grandad locked the deadbolt and says to me "your not leaving until you smoke all that crack with us" After i saw the way that man acted...i KNEW i would smoking this shit until i made myself quit. I did keep smoking crack after that too.
I don't smoke crack anymore, and have been offered it plenty. (i just hope i never hit some by accident) But i am more than thankful for the experience, and watching videos of people like Charlie Sheen go through things like crack addiction..you notice that the ones who do bring themselves out of it are beast. I would never suggest it to anyone, but i wouldn't change a thing if i could.

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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: 4HO-DMT]
#18979152 - 10/14/13 10:32 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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these stories are awesome! share please
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Niffla



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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: 4HO-DMT]
#18979180 - 10/14/13 10:37 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Sounds about right, physicist.
Being in a room with people like that, people who have basically given themselves to a specific drug and their only remaining goal left is to chase that dragon, those situations can get dangerous in a hurry. Especially if you're outnumbered. It's easy to say not to get into that situation, but being plastered isn't exactly the best ingredient for sound decision making. You're more apt to a lot of spur of the moment type shit.
Anyways I used to work in a remote town in Wyoming (Rock Springs) for a couple of years, and half the town (if not more) was on meth. Meth controlled half the town, the other half were there on oil related business. Only reason the town existed.
Going to do stuff around town was surreal. Just a trip to the grocery store...half the shoppers (and now come to think of it, the employees too) looked like strung out skeletons. Zombies walking aimlessly without a purpose.
It was a strange place.
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Edited by Niffla (10/14/13 10:38 PM)
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18979288 - 10/14/13 11:07 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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a friend of mine wanted crack this one time and he drove me somewhere around skid row, found some black homeless dude and ask him if he knew where to get crack. he hopped on the car and we drove him to a crack den i guess. we didn't get off though, the dude had a back pack on him and my friend ask him to leave it in case he ran off with his crack. he came back in a few minutes with a fairly big rock of crack. needless to say i had felt like shit from the night before so i never got to smoke crack. i am glad i didn;t though. shit looked gross.
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Forgot2Breath
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Well it all started when i moved to the city in a suburb area with my cousin. I was new to the city so i had no idea where the local "spots" were so i throw on my white boy flannel and some ripped up jeans. Its a Thursday afternoon and i walk to the bank and pull out 50 bones enough for a Half gram of tickets(what they call stamps in other major city's) I then walk to the Smart bus which is located about a mile from my bank and about a 20 min ride into the city. Remember i was new to Detroit so i had no idea where to score. im probably the only white kid on the bus after it arrived at the final detestation. the whole time im looking out the window at all these rundown fucking war zone crack house with Adrenalin running strong. Back to the story i hope off the buss and the first thing i see is the Greek Casino. i think to myself okay im in the city now time to walk around until i get flagged down by some big black dude and his crew. i walk and walk and walk but nothing. So finally after 3 hours of walking around the city i give up. i was determined to find some H so i Hope back on a random ass City bus which they call the DDet city buses. now im on this bus for a bout and hour till this white boy who looks like a dope fiend gets on. Me being detriment to find some smack walk towards him and sit down. LOL i eye him down for like 5 mins and finally had the balls to ask. Me: whats up dude Guy: not much man heading to the city to this crazy keg party i heard about Me: say man know where i can get some Dope ? Guy: man fuck off with that shit fucking dope fiend as this point i fell like shit so im like fuck it i going home. i get off at woodward Ave right next to comerica park. The tigers were playing that night so there were people everywhere. Lots of the panhandlers come out at this time where they ask lots of white folks for spare change and what not. SO im walking walking to get to my stop to get back home when all of the sudden some short women and a tall white dude tap me on the shoulder.there about in there 20-30s and the guy had a black eye and a huge fucking cut on his face bleeding everywhere so im like DAFUCK in my head, im about to get mugged. Meth Girl: can you spare any c-c-change me and my husband just got robbed at our house and some niggers s-s-tole everything Me: um um um yea sure heres a dollar. at that point i think to myself these tweakers got to know where the dope spot is. Me: wait wait mister and miss i call to them and they walk back in a panic... so i say il throw you 5 dollars if you tell me where the smack is White Meth head Guy: smack ? Meth Girl: dope heroin you fucking idiot Me: so can you help me score or what ? WHite Guy: oh yea y-y-yea d-d-dud-ee the spots right up the block 2 blocks across from the Starbucks. i wish them a farewell and hand them there money. again at this point my adrenaline starts to kick in knowing im about to score at any moment. Its about 10:30 at night and by the time i get to the starbucks its 11pm. Me: hmm theirs the starbuck keep walking there has to be a spot nearby. so im walking right? i then glance acroos the street into this alley where i see a group of people standing around and this white girl walks out. (in my mind) FUCK yes i found it !!! yah BITCH .... i then proceed to walk all the way around and cross a field onto MLK street. up ahead i see two Africans standing around. as im walking by i slow down to a max and began to light a cig and this is the dialogue between me and my new dealer> which will be M. M: wasup little man yu lookin yu lookin ? Me:i neeed that boy that boy you got that boy ? Ms thug friend: pulls him aside real quick and i can here them saying shit like its skety and also heard something along the lines of check him. M: let me see the work lil nigga Me: i dont got a needle on me right now man M: show me some track marks boy Me: (in my mind) fuck me fuck me i dont got any Me: man i dont shoot that shit i only snort man M: stands around for like five fucking mins with not saying a word Me: i need 4 tickets man you got me or no ? M: gimme the money (hands him the 40$)you stay right fucking here dont move il be back in a hot min. Me: you coming back man ? M: dont worry lil nigga i gotcha jus stay put and gimme a cig fool Me: i hand him a cig and he walks off into this rundown ass apt building. So at this point im a few mins away from scoring and im just talking to his buddy small talk where you from whats your name im M that my nigga BigM yad yada yada. So he come back ten mins later and hands me 4 tickets and say gimme another 5 dollars my nigga. i give it to him exgange farewells and im on my way. Well thats my story with some parts cut out and shit put whatever thats pretty much how it went nothing big i guess just thought id share and sorry about the bad story telling Lols
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Edited by Forgot2Breath (10/14/13 11:17 PM)
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LoveYourLife
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^ That's crazy it's that hard to get Heroin where you live. All I have to do if I can't get ahold of one of the 50 dealers I know is go sit at a gas station in the hood for about 5 minutes and I'll get swarmed. Might even get some free dope from people handing out testers. But I think my area is more infested with it than most places.
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Forgot2Breath
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No its not hard at all i was just new to the city and didn't have any hooks so i thought what better place to start looking then the city? But yeah man all major city are now infested with crack, H, and meth dealers now its a damn shame.
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Niffla



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Kept me entertained, thanks for sharing.
I had a similar sketch drug buy in Dallas back when I was doing coke. My regular dude wasn't answering so I went to a place around the corner that I had never been to before, but knew was a dope house. I knew it could potentially be a really bad idea but I wanted to score, and reason goes out the window at that point.
So I pull up and park, I mean this house was in the deep hood, the type of the neighborhoods where every fucking window is barred up. I knock and this big ass black motherfucker who looked fresh out of prison cracks the door (he was still behind a screen door though). It's night out and it's dark inside his place, so basically all I see is a big black shadowy figure with a pair of eyes, lol.
Him: What Me: Got any white? Him: How the fuck you know about me Me: Dude I know around here pointed you out Him: What the fuck's his name Me: Dude I don't know, I only see his ass when I come by this hood to buy weed Him: Whose fucking car is that way the fuck out there Me: What? That Accord? That's mine, bro. Him: Don't call me bro Me: K Him: Anyway no motherfucker, not the accord, i'm talkin bout that van way the fuck out there. You know anything about that shit? Me: Fuck no, what van? (I turned around to look for this van and didn't even see one)
Then he just shut the door. Didn't even say anything. So I thought either he was going to get it or that was his way of saying no. I was gonna give him about 2 full minutes to see if he was coming back and then I was going to bail out. The two minutes passed and I thought to maybe knock again, but was like naaahhhh. I'm out. I turned to go to the car and then I heard the door crack back open.
So I ended up scoring. It felt real sketch though trying to buy like that off a dude I was never introduced to before and he had no earthly idea who the fuck I was.
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Edited by Niffla (10/15/13 12:58 AM)
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Forgot2Breath
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18979350 - 10/14/13 11:26 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Niffla said:
Then he just shut the door. Didn't even say anything. So I thought either he was going to get it or that was his way of saying no. I was gonna give him about 2 full minutes to see if he was coming back and then I was going to bail out. The two minutes passed and I thought to maybe knock again, but was like naaahhhh. I'm out. I turned to go to the car and then I heard the door crack back open.
DOOD i LOlEd so fucking hard good little score story fersure mate !!!
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18979366 - 10/14/13 11:32 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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Wow, those are some whack stories. Buying drugs has never been that sketchy for me. The shadiest thing I ever did was buy weed from a guy in the hallway at my college.
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Forgot2Breath
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: Niffla]
#18979369 - 10/14/13 11:34 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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And yeah man its always shady as fuck trying to find a new hook lol its dangerous sometimes man... yall watch your backs out there.
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Re: Drug Den Stories [Re: NetDiver]
#18979372 - 10/14/13 11:34 PM (10 years, 3 months ago) |
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keep the stories coming.
if i can remember some fucked up shit i will post. but right now, im at a loss.
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