The opening paragraphs: People were living in plastic bags and cardboard boxes filled with used needles, crack vials and broken bottles. They wandered in hopeless circles dressed in filthy rags, dumped out of mental hospitals to bail out banks. The streets are paved with shit-smeared gold. The dead television light of Reagan's Morning in America was not worth waking up for. This was the place that Daisy and I came to after our college of parties,...