I was class of 84. My best friend became a crack head and has been in jail for 90% of the time since high school. I saw a girl that I had a crush on begging for a quarter and looking all strung out on some $hit in front of the Pallaidum on 14th street before they tore it down. I bet a large part of my graduating class is either dead or in jail by now. I went to an alternative public HS in Harlem.
