Another day. Maybe the last one. That’s what he thinks. Noah King, 24, from Troy Hill, a working-class neighborhood in the industrial city of Pittsburgh. “I’m a realist. I’m not afraid of death. Rather, I’m afraid of suffering forever.”
Three of his friends have already died from Tranq Dope. The drug kills 1,500 Americans every week. The number of teenagers killed tripled between 2019 and 2021.
Noah’s friends were in their early twenties. They died on the sidewalks of Kensington. In front of his nose. From an overdose. A few milligrams of Tranq dope. A painful death.
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