Hypes don’t give kids caps unless they are trying to get them hooked so they could score for them.

They [narcotics police] “work” any large gathering of young people, especially hot jazz concerts, knowing that addicts—and marijuana smokers too—hhave a hysterical love for that sort of music. Although the sophisticated addict, with his infinite and false sense of superiority, claims that he can always recognize “the heat” any place at any time, many an arrest has been made in such large gatherings where junkies and peddlers—for different reasons—get together.

To the twisted mind of the addict, the toilet and all its appurtenances seem to have a freakish fascination, and he often selects them as places of refuge for his junk.

‘Wow, man, we’re busted.’