By James Simons-
A crack dealer dropped 850 pounds worth of crack cocaine at Leytonstone high Road today, Friday, after leaving a crack den where he had kicked so much fuss about money owed to him.
The huge stash of illegal drugs was picked up by an associate of the dealer who was leaving the house for the shops when he discovered it on the floor. How he dropped it remains a wonder.
The eye of media.com had spent a couple of hours at the residence near Cobham Road, not far from Leytonstone police station, as part of our collective research into the lives of crack addicts in the country.
We had witnessed the awful level of internal distrust among addicts, constantly blaming one another for missing balls of crack and heroine. On two occasions in one hour, drugs had gone missing, sparking an argumentative inquiry in the house.
Four of the addicts were aware of our purpose there, whilst the rest were blissfully ignorant of our presence apart from noting our lack of participation in their activities.
The finder of the drug secretly called one of his trusted friends to the toilet where he revealed his finding, before calling me privately to witness the stash.
“None of the rest must find out about this”, he said, as he revealed plans to pipe some of it and sell the rest to another dealer down the road at a much reduced price.
Addiction to crack cocaine and heroine is widespread in many parts of Leytonstone, so much that it makes one loss for words. Watching some of them inject themselves with needles was such an eyesaw.
One heroine user told his friend ” you got to pierce it deeper, not enough blood is coming out”. An inquiring glance at me forced a pretentious nod of approval, as I starred anxiously at the spill if blood coming from the veins of the young man in his twenties.
Not far from him, were two women doing the same thing. Do they not want to escape the ugly trap of this addiction?
“I hate my life,” one of them admitted. I want to come off this, but I can’t. It’s hard to explain, I become ill without it.
One man had a better than thou perspective, saying ” I only do this recreationally, not like these lot who stay up all night getting high”.
All of the five women at the residence sell their bodies to sustain their habits. All but one of them has or had parents on hard drugs. Two of the six men have lost both of their parents, though all but one admitted their parents aware of their deadly drug habit.
We cleverly managed to find out from two of them that none of the addicts had completed their secondary school education- so all were drop outs.
Less than half hour after the discovery of the 850 pounds drugs, the crack dealer returned to the house, hysterically telling his story of the lost stash.
“I can’t believe I lost all that drugs, I’m fxxxxd. I had to stop and search three random people to see if they had it”, he said.
The associate of the dealer had left some ten mins earlier, leaving the rest including myself and my colleague to empty our pockets to prove our innocence. What an experience this was, but it’s the last time I’ll go there again.