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A Cure for Pain
One's personality dictates one's preferred drug. For the cynics among the artists, like the
Beat poets, drugs like speed made life endurable. You could gaze at the world's squalor,
hypocrisy, delusion and power games, and still feel tolerably good. For optimists like the
1960shippies,potandLSDwerethestickfromwhichthepsychedeliccarrothung:
Get your
Utopian future right now and avoid the rush.
For an overly sensitive type, heroin dulled the
pain. Coke and speed made the meek in spirit feel invincible.
The Chelsea had a drug for every type.
PAUL VOLMER
Therese,whowasNeicy'sandmyotherroommate,sortoflookedlikeBettyBoop.
This was during the Reagan era, when Nancy Reagan used to say “Just say no to
drugs.”
“Don't say
no,”
Therese would say, shaking her finger. “Say no,
thank
you!'”
At the Chelsea you could buy whatever quantity of pot, small or large. The
hotel's pot scene was very capitalistic and competitive. Several different dealers
had it for sale, so you could pick the best. I myself stuck to smaller quantities.
The types of pot varied. It wasn't the hydroponic stuff that they have now. It was
mostly stuff that came in bricks, smuggled into the country, but it was good stuff
because in New York City we had all the main connections.
ROBERT CAMPBELL
One time I met somebody at a bar.
“Hey,” he asked. “Where do you live?”
I told him I lived at the Chelsea.
“Oh. I heard there was a pot store there,” he said.
“What are you talking about?”
“I heard you could go in there and get ten or twenty different kinds of pot, and
you just pick what you want.”
“Damn,”
I thought. “I've lived here two years and I didn't know
that!”
Then, Ifoundout that there really was a pot store at the Chelsea. The guywho
ran it worked another job as a roofer.
He had people waiting in line to visit him. But first you had to phone him at a
certain time. Then once he told you to come by, you would visit his place.
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