Cinco De Mayo!

i expected lots of people to be running around partying in the alley tonight, but there's like no one. then i see this guy. he's standing in the middle of the alley that runs right by my building with his shirt off and something around his arm. i jokingly think to myself, "what is he doing, tying off?" i'm not serious, but i soon realize that he is. i watch, unable to think of what to do, as he shoots up right there in the middle of the alley. he doesn't even bother to sit down first. once he's done getting everything he can into the vein, he somehow manages to put the syringe into this little pouch he's carrying. he just stands there for a minute, then takes what i now perceive to be a bike tire inner tube off of his arm and ties it around his waist in place of a belt. he's swaying pretty bad at this point. now it's time for him to try to put his shirt back on. he stumbles a few steps to his left as he gets his left arm in, but then seems totally incapable of getting it over his head. he knows when to quit, at least, and starts southeast down the alley with the shirt trailing behind him. after a few steps, however, he loses his momentum and somehow goes flying backwards, colliding with a dumpster. he rests for a minute. he collects himself and tries again, but soon finds himself against a brick wall on the other side of the alley, no closer to his destination. watching from my 3rd floor window, fully removed from the scenario, i am having trouble knowing what to think of all this. it's both horribly depressing, and yet, at the same time, such classic slapstick that it's hard not to laugh. so i just stand frozen. finally, a young man on a bike rides up and talks to him. it seems he's been looking for him. he puts an arm around him and rumples his hair as an uncle would to a little nephew, but their ages are reversed. he helps him walk a little, then starts biking slowly as the man starts moving on his own. he leads the man away, constantly looping back to check on him, and they disappear from my view.