If Bushwickian indulgence rates are any indication, it’s no wonder that numerous denizens celebrating being American in the neighborhood are on a fiendish search for crack rather than firecrackers. While things around here might have been relatively tranquil last year, this is the dawning of a new Fourth of July era.
One such resident, Mandy Slore, a 23-year-old who recently saw the Amy documentary and is now more keen than ever to try the drug that has been described as “chic” by basiques like Erica Appliance and Quentin Ruffian. “I’ll get my hands on some crack if it’s the last thing I do for Fourth of July. How am I supposed to feel American if I can’t even get access to the drug I want?” said Slore.
Others, like Rand Fiendeesh, a 29-year-old who’s been selling crack for years, will be taking advantage of the demand for the drug once described by Winehouse as “the closest thing to God.” Fiendeesh warned, “I’ll be charging like $100 minimum. You can’t see firecrackers without crack, so I know they gotta take my offer.” Meanwhile, other parts of New York will be celebrating in more conventional ways, like staid rooftop parties overlooking the water. But Bushwickians no that true freedom means the freedom you get from leaving your body via drugs.
Written by Genna Rivieccio