There is a pill for everything โ€“ 

February 1, 2020 – Later that day, finally loaded on 15 Vicodins, Peres met boxing champ Mike Tyson to discuss an upcoming story. Sweat-soaked and โ€œswaying back and forth,โ€ Peres made it outside and vomited on the street where a town car waited for him. Things turned extra-scary in 2003, when his girlfriend โ€” nicknamed Chickpea, for the lie he told about meeting her in a supermarket aisle instead of through an escort service โ€” couldnโ€™t wake him for two minutes. โ€œYou werenโ€™t breathing,โ€ she told him. โ€œI thought you were dead!โ€

Even that was not enough to scare him straight. By 2004 his addiction had spiked to the point that 7.5 milligram tablets of extra-strength Vicodin failed to stave off withdrawal. So he graduated to purer, more potent 15 milligram tabs of Roxicodone. But soon after landing in Los Angeles for a business trip, he found himself out of drugs.

Sitting in his room at Lโ€™Ermitage Hotel in Beverly Hills, Peres spent the day frantically seeking a doctor who would provide a prescription, to no avail. That night, he was jonesยญing hard at a party for his magazine when a rock star saved him with some OxyContin that they snorted together. Later, Peres nearly got his legs busted trying to score heroin on Skid Row.

@NYPost

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