I got chatting to “D” while waiting to cross the road. As we chatted I asked him how he’d lost his leg; he told that he’d brought bad drugs from someone he shouldn’t have. He knew the guy was known for selling rough cut stuff, but he needed a fix. I then asked him if his leg had become infected and “D” told me that it wasn’t through injecting the drugs; it was by taking them. He explained the bad fix caused him to get totally spaced out, which in turn lead to him falling from a train station platform onto the lines in front of an oncoming train. The train hit him, dragging him along the tracks. He received multiple injuries and lost his leg in the process. Despite the accident he feels lucky to still be alive and its meant that he’s now drug free and leading a more productive life.