It was more than shock waves that went through downtown Jersey City in the sixties and early seventies, the Vietnam era. Forty or more people I was familiar with succumbed to alcohol and drugs. No one seemed to give any advice, only do as I say. No hugging, no loving, only surviving. Parents that talk more to themselves than to us. Fear, despair, and insecurities on my mind. Never had thoughts of my future, only to find out years later how things would change... Colombia, South America in the early nineties. Was introduced to Os, who changed much of Colombia, and the reward for the deeds I accomplished were the most beautiful women in the world. Os was a ruthless man, no nonsense, and on a mission to eliminate the drug lords. You will not learn compassion here, no pity, little love I was told, but my biggest mistake was love with a daughter of a right-hand man of Escobar who was called El. The table was always full of profiles of beautiful women. I went through hundreds, sometimes three a day, until she came along. This is not a love story. This is the hardcore truth from the streets to the moto girls killers...

Pablo Escobar, born on the 1st of December, 1949 and killed on the 2nd of December, 1993 was a notorious drug lord in Colombia. During the height of his career, he supplied an estimated 80 percent of the cocaine smuggled into the United States. He was widely regarded as the "King of Cocaine", and the wealthiest drug lord in history with a net worth that had exceeded $30 billion by the start of the 90s, and estimated $50 billion including the money hidden in different areas in Colombia.