Ethan, Will and others who were there still talk about the scene that night. Two girls a stripper and her friend walked arm in arm through the living room of a villa at an East Valley resort hotel. Braless in matching bright halter tops, the girls wove their way through the crowd, sharing balance among their four feet. They wore naive, synthetic grins, eyes lolling about the room. Near the kitchen, their gazes landed on a six-foot-tall bald man. He was, Ethan recalls, crushing and chopping pills, spilling the granules into a pile of powder on the smooth glass of a picture frame that had been... More >>>
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As the Valley's rave and club scene grew in the mid-'90s, insiders say, so did the demand for ecstasy Â— and so did the Evil Empire.