I met Scott at a bar called Sugar in Tribeca. He was on Vicodin that night, in addition to whatever he'd been drinking. His habits also included cocaine and gambling. During the four years I knew Scott, he rarely answered his phone when I called. I had no guaranteed access to him. It killed me for four years.
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