A young woman stares at the camera, speaking in a soft voice. "Every time I shot up, it felt like Christmas morning," she said.
Another voice from the documentary sounds gruff yet forlorn: "I don't want to associate with anybody. I just want to be with my heroin, with my needle."
A young woman stares at the camera, speaking in a soft voice. "Every time I shot up, it felt like Christmas morning," she said.
Another voice from the documentary sounds gruff yet forlorn: "I don't want to associate with anybody. I just want to be with my heroin, with my needle."…
