Chapter -1

Chance the Pimp: "how we met" Current mood: awake
one morning, after the sun had come up and most of the streetcorner crack dealers by the transportation building had gone home to catch some sleep(it was around 8, i think) i still had a pretty serious jones.....it's always that last "one more good hit" that gets ya, man....i'm tellin ya--party hard enough for long enough and the judgment centers start gettin blurry whilst the rest of ya's still cryin for more....shit, i knew it was a hopeless venture, but the part of me that probably would love to buy lottery tickets was at the controls by then so out of my comparatively-safe house i went, into the squinting brightness and rushing of a summer morning downtown.....there still might be a few dudes cruisin the block, lookin for someone like me....my mouth was bone-dry, hands shaking faintly, sighing more than breathing, probably......felt kinda naked out in the light of day, really.....
so i was pretty glad when a well-washed newer-model beige mercedes with tinted windows pulled up to the curb.....looked just like so many of the rich-guy vehicles i'd gotten used to climbing into, i really didn't think anything of it one way or the other when the window rolled down to reveal a youngish black guy in an expensive suit......i mean, he looked pretty legit...."goin out?" "how much?"
blah blah blah....the usual haggling....but he showed me the bills so i got in the passenger seat....little did i know i was about to get the grand tour of a whole different world from the one in which i had become used to existing.....one from which some don't make it out alive......