Helpful Score: 3
Lee Stringer says it best: "Crack is not a drug, it's a universe." And this is true -- there are no social crack smokers. Becoming addicted to crack is pretty much instantaneous if your inclined towards addiction. Soon enough your living hit by hit while your entire life turns to shit around you.
Stringer is a survivor, but it didn't come easy. Eleven years on the street is no joke. But this memoir is a shining example for addicts to see there IS another, better way of life.
I wonder if Lee Stringer is still clean today. My belief is that he's living a good life. After seeing a healthy dose of hell, I'd suspect most folks would do their best to avoid future encounters. One day at a time, one hour at a time.
Stringer shoots straight from the hip. If he's embarrassed or horrified by his past actions written here, it doesn't show. This is in no way a sugar-coated story. It's gritty, sad, surprising and all too real.
You may never look at a homeless person the same way again.
Stringer is a survivor, but it didn't come easy. Eleven years on the street is no joke. But this memoir is a shining example for addicts to see there IS another, better way of life.
I wonder if Lee Stringer is still clean today. My belief is that he's living a good life. After seeing a healthy dose of hell, I'd suspect most folks would do their best to avoid future encounters. One day at a time, one hour at a time.
Stringer shoots straight from the hip. If he's embarrassed or horrified by his past actions written here, it doesn't show. This is in no way a sugar-coated story. It's gritty, sad, surprising and all too real.
You may never look at a homeless person the same way again.
Interesting first hand account of life on the streets.
It gets a little tedious about 3/4 of the way in before picking up at the very end, but overall, it's a pretty good book with vivid characterizations of the real life people the author met in his time on the street.
