and all the rounds he bought at the bar , all the fins and sawbucks he pressed into the flesh of broken rummies and then drove them to get chinese with it , all the turkeys he handed out to the neighborhood poor at christmas could n't erase the junkies who 'd died in hallways with spikes still sticking out of their arms ; the young women who turned into craven hags seemingly overnight , gums bleeding , begging in the subways for money to spend on azt treatments ; the names he 'd personally edited from next year 's phone books .