That time I got ridiculously high at Stern Grove festival
A voice from the mystical beauty of the eucalyptus forest called to me. It said: “You need to experience this on molly.”...
A voice from the mystical beauty of the eucalyptus forest called to me. It said: “You need to experience this on molly.”...
The TL was like a toxic boyfriend I spent years making excuses for in San Francisco....
I boosted my brain to oblivion...
And how safe injection sites might decrease overdoses...
Salvation on Santiago: saving others, losing myself...
Jeff Sessions is a-huntin’ some sittin’ ducks....
Drug dealers in San Francisco have evolved from that one sketchy kid who hangs out on Haight to an app...
For a time I dated a guy who liked to spend his weekends filling up Instagram with city photos of...
A rundown of how people are getting high in the city....
By Linzi Oliver...
People who do drugs every day are drug addicts, but I didn’t feel like one...
By the time my decades-long chemical spree had ended, I had published a memoir about my exploits that a sober friend called a “drunkalogue” — a reference to AA disclosures that painstakingly detail every gutter puked in, stranger punched and bedsheet peed upon....