Granta 74: Confessions of a Middle-Aged Ecstasy Eater
Summer 2001
‘Perhaps no truth is more momentous, as none more difficult to face, than the blackest, most abject one about oneself. My son supplies me with drugs, with Ecstasy.’
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Summer 2001
‘Perhaps no truth is more momentous, as none more difficult to face, than the blackest, most abject one about oneself. My son supplies me with drugs, with Ecstasy.’