Miller held my brother as he died of a heroin overdose in September. I met her at the whitebird clinic at his memorial as well as his street family. If you compile addiction and mental illness. A sense of desperation the lack of hope and resources. No address and physical illness. What would anyone be left with. There is an underground community of really good deserving people with talent and love that cannot get help or help themselves. ..people spend more money time and energy dressing up and cleaning up after animals than on their fellow man! Breaks my heart!